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February 6, 2007
ivan the fool
Why does everything happen in such a way that a good person is in desolation, while happiness comes of its own accord to somebody else? I know my dear, I know it’s not a good thing to think like this, that it’s free thinking; but in sincerity, to tell the whole truth, why has the crow of fate croaked out a prophecy of happiness for one while he’s still in his mother’s womb, while another comes out into the world from the orphanage? And you know, it often happens that Ivan the Fool is the one that gets happiness. “Ivan the Fool, you rummage in your grandfather’s sacks, drink, eat, have fun, whereas you, you so-and-so, you just lick your lips; that’s all you’re good for, that’s the way you are, brother.” It’s a sin, my dear, it’s a sin to think like this, but sin comes into your heart here somehow, like it or not.
Dostoevsky - Poor People
Posted by amin at February 6, 2007 11:57 PM