I feel that we’ve reached the end of justice on earth, the limits of human dignity

Words do not express thoughts very well. they always become a little different immediately they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish. And yet it also pleases me and seems right that what is of value and wisdom to one man seems nonsense to another.

There are moments when I scarcely recognize myself, as though I were suffering from amnesia. My mind is burdened with an overwhelming multitude of thoughts.

You've moved beyond needing—now, you only want..

Only Fyodor Dostoevsky remains an exception beyond all change if you ever happen to meet him tell him that I love him.