Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.
Fyodor DostoevskyRead
One's own free and unfettered volition, one's own caprice, however wild, one's own fancy, inflamed sometimes to the point of madness - that is the one best and greatest good, which is never taken into consideration because it cannot fit into any classification and the omission of which sends all systems and theories to the devil.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the importance of individual freedom and personal choice, suggesting that these elements are often overlooked in existing systems and theories.
In this quote, Dostoevsky highlights the value of personal autonomy and the chaotic nature of human desire, arguing that true fulfillment comes from embracing one's own will, regardless of societal norms or classifications. He suggests that such personal freedom, often dismissed by structured theories, is foundational to understanding human existence, even if it leads to unpredictable or irrational outcomes.
In practice
In a motivational speech about pursuing one's passions.
Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.
What if, when this fog scatters and flies upward, the whole rotten, slimey city goes with it, rises with the fog and vanishes like smoke.
Love the animals: God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled.
Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an all-embracing love.
But do you understand, I cry to him, do you understand that if you have the guillotine in the forefront, and with such glee, it's for the sole reason that cutting heads off is the easiest thing, and having an idea is difficult!
...to return to their 'native soil,' as they say, to the bosom, so to speak, of their mother earth, like frightened children, yearning to fall asleep on the withered bosom of their decrepit mother, and to sleep there for ever, only to escape the horrors that terrify them.
According to Christian teachers, the essential vice, the utmost evil, is Pride.
Death focuses the mind on the things that really matter: why are we here, and what should we do?
We have a tendency to condemn people who are different from us, to define their sins as paramount and our own sinfulness as being insignificant.
The Cross isn't an ornament, mere symbol. It's the mystery of God's love, that He died for our sins.
Though thousand times a thousand in battle one may conquer, yet should one conquer just oneself, one is the greatest conqueror.
The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.
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