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"Was this book good or was I deeply 19 when I read it:" an investigative journalism series

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i love reading, i love thinking about what i am currently reading, i love thinking about what i am going to read next, i love being privileged enough to be able to read, read, read, and read so much that i never tire of it

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i love you dostoevsky i love you virginia woolf i love you ocean vuong i love you franz kafka i love you george eilot i love you toni morrision i love you jane austen i love you richard siken i

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You know, in my opinion, being ridiculous is sometimes even a good thing, and better that; we can forgive one another more quickly, and acquire humility more quickly; after all, we can't understand everything at once, we can't begin directly from perfection! In order to achieve perfection, we must first of all fail to understand a great many things! And if we understand too quickly, we may not understand very well.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

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It's better to be unhappy and know, than to be happy and live as a fool.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

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God knows what lives in me instead of me.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

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Your good deeds in whatever form, you give away a part of your personality and absorb part of another; a little more attention, and you are rewarded with knowledge, with the most unexpected discoveries.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

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"I've always been an artist in the depths of my soul."

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

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It's pleasant just to observe your simple-heartesness; to sit and talk with you is pleasant; at least I know that I am in the presence of a most virtuous person.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

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The fact of the matter is that the intelligent ordinary man, even though he may imagine himself in passing (and, indeed, throughout his whole life) to be a man of genius, and most original, none the less retains within his heart a worm of doubt, which sometimes leads to the intelligent man ending in total despair; for if he submits, it is not until he has been entirely poisoned by a vanity that has been driven inward.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

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I'm well aware that everyone finds it embarrassing to talk about their feelings, and yet here I am talking to you about them, and with you I don't feel embarrassed.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

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I remember there was an unendurable sadness in me; I wanted to cry; I was constantly astonished and anxious: it had a dreadful effect on me that all this was foreign, that I understood. The foreign-ness crushed me.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Idiot

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"She wanted something more, though she did not know, could not think what it was she wanted."

— Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

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"Go to sleep and dream of mountains and valleys and stars falling and parrots and antelopes and gardens, and everything lovely."

— Virginia Woolf

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"It was odd, she thought, how if one was alone, one leant to things, inanimate things; trees, streams, flowers; felt they expressed one; felt an irrational tenderness thus (she looked at the light) as for oneself."

— Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

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"She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of — to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others."

— Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

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"She often felt she was nothing but a sponge sopped full of human emotions."

— Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse