Notes From The Underground - Tumblr Posts

9 months ago

To love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from the Underground


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2 years ago

"Duvarı yıkmaya gücüm yetmiyorsa kendimi parçalayacak değilim elbette. Ama önümde duvar var diye boyun eğmeyi de kabullenemem." Der ya Fyodor Dostoyevski Yeraltından Notlar'ında. Truman Show için hazırlanmış bir söz gibi gelir bana hep...


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2 years ago

Fazla blinçli olmak bir hastalıktır. Gerçek, tam bir hastalıktır.

Yeraltından Notlar.


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2 years ago

Kim bilir, belki bu duyguların zaten aslı yoktu; kitaplardan kapma, yapmacık duygulardı.

Yeraltından Notlar


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10 months ago

Next time anyone tells me "Dostoevsky is a boring classic", I'll point them to the whole Tumblr fandom that actually exists. His works are close to 200 years old, by the way, and still amazing.


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2 years ago

“I am living out my life in my corner, taunting myself with the spiteful and useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot become anything seriously, and it is only the fool who becomes anything.”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from the Underground


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6 years ago

Cover art: James “Jim” McMullen (according to one source; please let me know if you have this edition and it lists another artist)

Notes From The Underground And The Grand Inquisitor, Fyodor Dostoevsky
Notes From The Underground And The Grand Inquisitor, Fyodor Dostoevsky

Notes from the Underground and The Grand Inquisitor, Fyodor Dostoevsky


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5 years ago
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“People talk of “social outcasts.” The words apparently denote the miserable losers of the world, the vicious ones, but I feel as though I have been a “social outcast” from the moment I was born. If ever I meet someone society has designated as an outcast, I invariably feel affection for him, an emotion which carries me away in melting tenderness.”

-          Dazai Osamu, No longer human

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“It is clear to me now that, owing to my unbounded vanity and to the high standard I set for myself, I often looked at myself with furious discontent, which verged on loathing, and so I inwardly attributed the same feeling to everyone. (…) Another circumstance, too, worried me in those days: that there was no one like me and I was unlike anyone else. "I am alone and they are EVERYONE," I thought--and pondered.”

-          Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from the Underground

Pose based on this photography of real life Dazai


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