My life is ending, I know that well, but every day that is left me I feel how my earthly life is in touch with a new infinite, unknown, but approaching life, the nearness of which sets my soul quivering with rapture, my mind glowing and my heart weeping with joy.
Fyodor DostoevskyLoving someone is different from being in love with someone. You can hate someone you're in love with
Fyodor Dostoevsky