At first it was simply liking, Nastenka, but now, now ! I am just in the same position as you were when you went to him with your bundle. In a worse position than you, Nastenka,because he cared for no one else as you do.

Life is paradise, and we are all in paradise, but we refuse to see it.

A man who lies to himself, and believes his own lies becomes unable to recognize truth, either in himself or in anyone else, and he ends up losing respect for himself and for others. When he has no respect for anyone, he can no longer love, and, in order to divert himself, having no love in him, he yields to his impulses, indulges in the lowest forms of pleasure, and behaves in the end like an animal. And it all comes from lying - lying to others and to yourself.

On our earth we can only love withsuffering and through suffering.

Man is unhappy because he doesn't know he's happy. If anyone finds out he'll become happy at once.

The meanest and most hateful thing about money is that it even gives one talent.

When . . . in the course of all these thousands of years has man ever acted in accordance with his own interests?