"After a whole month of concentrated melancholy and gloomy excitment, he was so weary he wanted to take breath in some other world, no matter what kind, and even if only for a moment. In spite of all the dirt around him, it was actually with pleasure he lingered in the saloon."
--Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment
~mr
Out of Sheer Curiosity...
16 years ago
1 comment:
Such a perfect post. You get it exactly right. More posts like this please.
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