Although your mind works, your heart is darkened with depravity; and without a pure heart there can be no complete and true consciousness

To be too conscious is an illness. A real thorough going illness.

Know that I've forgotten precisely nothing; but I've driven it all out of my head for a time, even the memories--until I've radically improved my circumstances. Then...then you'll see, I'll rise from the dead!

And you're sorry that the ephemeral beauty has faded so rapidly, so irretrievably, that it flashed so deceptively and pointlessly before your eyes - you're sorry, for you didn't even have time to fall in love.

A single day is sufficient for a man to discover what happiness is.

Because I'm a Karamazov. Because when I fall into the abyss, I go straight into it, head down and heels up, and I'm even pleased that I'm falling in just such a humiliating position, and for me I find it beautiful.

To be in love is not the same as loving. You can be in love with a woman and still hate her.