Fyodor Dostoevsky. (№ 462653)

I don’t go anywhere and don’t see anyone. Yes, even if I had acquaintances, it seems that I would not go around like that. It’s disgusting to even meet our smart guys. I met Herzen by chance on the street, talked for ten minutes in a hostile, polite tone with ridicule, and then parted. No, sir, I won’t go, sir.