Imagine that you are doing this but that it is essential and inevitable to torture to death only one tiny creature...in order to found that edifice on its unavenged tears. Would you consent to be the architect on those conditions? Tell me. Tell the truth.
The whole work of man really seems to consist in nothing but proving to himself every minute that he is a man and not a piano key.
But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road- there one finds adventures and surprises, and precious metal in the dirt.
Life is paradise, and we are all in paradise, but we refuse to see it.
It’s not God that I don’t accept, Alyosha, only I most respectfully return him the ticket.
Of course my jokes are in poor taste, inappropriate, and confused; they reveal my lack of security. But that is because I have no respect for myself.
I utter what you would not dare think.
Love is such a priceless treasure that you can buy the whole world with it, and redeem not only your own but other people's sins.
Go, and do not be afraid.
Imagine that you are creating a fabric of human destiny with the object of making men happy in the end, giving them peace and rest at last.
Imagine that you are doing this but that it is essential and inevitable to torture to death only one tiny creature...in order to found that edifice on its unavenged tears. Would you consent to be the architect on those conditions? Tell me. Tell the truth.
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