Poor Folk QUOTES

2 " My sweetheart! When I think of you, it's as if I'm holding some healing balm to my sick soul, and although i suffer for you, i find that even suffering for you is easy. "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , Poor Folk

4 " I don’t even know what I’m writing, I have no idea, I don’t know anything, and I’m not reading over it, and I’m not correcting my style, and I’m writing just for the sake of writing, just for the sake of writing more to you… My precious, my darling, my dearest! "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , Poor Folk

6 " Poor people are subject to fancies — this is a provision of nature. "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , Poor Folk

8 " Perhaps one may be out late, and had got separated from one's companions. Oh horrors! Suddenly one starts and trembles as one seems to see a strange-looking being peering from out of the darkness of a hollow tree, while all the while the wind is moaning and rattling and howling through the forest—moaning with a hungry sound as it strips the leaves from the bare boughs, and whirls them into the air. High over the tree-tops, in a widespread, trailing, noisy crew, there fly, with resounding cries, flocks of birds which seem to darken and overlay the very heavens. Then a strange feeling comes over one, until one seems to hear the voice of some one whispering: "Run, run, little child! Do not be out late, for this place will soon have become dreadful! Run, little child! Run!" And at the words terror will possess one's soul, and one will rush and rush until one's breath is spent—until, panting, one has reached home. "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , Poor Folk

10 " Yet as the evening of Sunday came on, a sadness as of death would overtake me, for at nine o'clock I had to return to school, where everything was cold and strange and severe—where the governesses, on Mondays, lost their tempers, and nipped my ears, and made me cry. "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , Poor Folk

12 " Mutsuzluk bulaşıcı bir hastalıktır. Zavallı ve mutsuz insanlar daha kötü olmamak için birbirlerinden uzak durmalıdırlar. "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , Poor Folk

14 " Nah, bagaimana keadaanmu, anak burungku yang lemah dan belum bisa terbang, bagaimana kamu akan mencari makan, menjaga agar tidak hancur, membela dirimu terhadap para penjahat? Ayolah, Varenka, sadarlah; jangan dengar nasihat-nasihat bodoh dan fitnahan-fitnahan, tetapi bacalah bukumu kembali; itu akan bermanfaat bagimu. "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , Poor Folk

16 " Yah, aku tidak memiliki gaya, memang, aku sendiri tahu aku tidak memiliki gaya, sialan; itulah justru sebabnya aku tidak sukses dalam pekerjaanku, dan inilah aku bahkan menulis surat padamu, sayangku, sebagaimana adanya, tanpa hiasan-hiasan dan menuruti apa yang terbetik dalam hatiku .... Aku tahu semua ini; tetapi jika semua orang mulai mengarang, maka siapa yang akan menyalin? Itulah pertanyaan yang aku ajukan, dan aku minta kamu menjawabnya sayangku. "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , Poor Folk

18 " You must not be angry with me for having been so sad yesterday; I was very happy, very content, but in my very best moments I am always for some reason sad. As for my crying, that means nothing. I don’t know myself why I am always crying. I feel ill and irritable; my sensations are due to illness. The pale cloudless sky, the sunset, the evening stillness – all that – I don’t know – but I was somehow in the mood yesterday to take a dreary and miserable view of everything, so that my heart was to fall any did the relief of tears. But why am I writing all this to you? It is hard to make all that clear to one’s own heart and still harder to convey it to another. But you, perhaps, will understand me. Sadness and laughter both at once! How kind you are really. You looked into my eyes yesterday as though to read in them what I was feeling and were delighted with my rapture. "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , Poor Folk

20 " Day succeeded day, and each day was like the last one. "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , Poor Folk