Character: Prince Myshkin. Page 2

Remember: sadness in me was unbearable; I almost wanted to cry; I wondered and worried: a terrible effect on me that all this is someone else's; I get that. Someone else was killing me.

... You blush, this feature of lovely hearts.

... through children the soul is treated.

To kill for murder is disproportionately greater punishment than the crime.

Large do not know that the child even in the most difficult case can give extremely important advice.

Then people had something about an idea, and now more nervous, more developed, sensitive as about two, about three ideas at once... present persons wider and wider, and I swear that's what prevents him to be so loving man, as in those centuries.

And finally, I think we are rozna people to view... in many ways that we, perhaps, can't be many points in common, but, you know, I'm in this last idea I do not believe, because very often only seems that there are no points in common, and they really have... it's from laziness of human is it that people so InterMedia is the eye of sorts and can't find anything...

Not one because of vanity, not all because some nasty conceited feelings happen Russian atheists and Russian Jesuits, but from spiritual pain, from spiritual thirst, from a yearning for higher business on strong beach, at home, in which to believe has ceased because she didn't know that!

He didn't expect it with such pain will heart.

I was not in love... I... was happy otherwise.

What we are still children, nick! And... and... how good it is that we are the children!

You know that a woman can torture a man the cruelty and ridicule and never remorse will not feel because to myself each time thinking, looking at you, "now I'm exhausted him to death, but then he is the love of my catch up..."

Is a coward someone who is afraid and runs away; and who fears and not running, he is still not a coward.