What did Fyodor Dostoevsky mean by: If thou love each thing thou wilt perceive the mystery of God in all. Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia Copy
I swear to you, sirs, that excessive consciousness is a disease–a genuine, absolute disease. Author, January 16, 2024January 9, 2025, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Authenticity, Consciousness, Disease, 0 Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
One could never judge a man without seeing him close, for oneself. Author, January 16, 2024January 9, 2025, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Experience, Judgment, Perception, 0 Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
A fool with a heart and no sense is just as unhappy as a fool with sense and no heart. Author, January 16, 2024January 9, 2025, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Happiness, Heart, Sense, 0 Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
In a way there’s only a fine shade of difference between the healthy and the deranged. Author, January 16, 2024January 9, 2025, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Mental health, Perception, Similarity, 0 Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
I used to imagine adventures for myself, I invented a life, so that I could at least exist somehow. Author, January 16, 2024January 9, 2025, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Existence, Imagination, Survival, 0 Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
+ Life is in ourselves and not in the external. Author, June 4, 2023January 2, 2025, Fyodor Dostoevsky, External, Internal, Life, 0 Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
+ If everything on earth were rational, nothing would happen. Author, June 11, 2023January 2, 2025, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Chaos, Progress, Rationality, 0 Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
And if there’s love, you can do without happiness too. Even with sorrow, life is sweet. Author, January 16, 2024January 9, 2025, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Happiness, Love, Sorrow, 0 Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Since these mysteries exceed my grasp, I shall pretend to have organized them. Jean Cocteau Artist · France
