Inspirational Quotes on Existential

“With every increase in the degree of consciousness, and in proportion to that increase, the intensity of despair increases: the more consciousness the more intense the despair”

“Usred toga posla završio sa svoju četvrtu godinu na otoku. Neprestanim učenjem postigao sam drukčije znanje nego što je bilo ono što sam ga imao prije. Moji su se pojmovi o stvarima sasvim izmijenili. Gledao sam sada na svijet kao na nešto udaljeno, s čime nemam ništa zajedničko, od čega nemam što očekivati niti u njemu što željeti. Jednom riječi, nisam zapravo imao s njime nikakve veze, niti je bilo vjerojatno da ću ikada imati. Stoga mi se činilo da je svijet onakav kakav će nam se možda pričinjati kad odem s njega, to jest ono mjesto u kojem sam stanovao, ali iz kojega sam se iselio. I doista bih mogao reći, kao što je otac Abraham rekao bogatašu: ''Između tebe i mene stvorio se golem jaz.”

“With every increase in the degree of consciousness, and in proportion to that increase, the intensity of despair increases: the more consciousness the more intense the despair.”

“I am a sick man.... I am a spiteful man. I am an unattractive man. I believe my liver is diseased. However, I know nothing at all about my disease, and do not know for certain what ails me. I don't consult a doctor for it, and never have, though I have a respect for medicine and doctors. Besides, I am extremely superstitious, sufficiently so to respect medicine, anyway (I am well-educated enough not to be superstitious, but I am superstitious). No, I refuse to consult a doctor from spite. That you probably will not understand. Well, I understand it, though. Of course, I can't explain who it is precisely that I am mortifying in this case by my spite: I am perfectly well aware that I cannot "pay out" the doctors by not consulting them; I know better than anyone that by all this I am only injuring myself and no one else. But still, if I don't consult a doctor it is from spite. My liver is bad, well--let it get worse!”

“Oh, Karamazov, I am deeply unhappy.”

“Oh, Karamazov, I am deeply unhappy. I sometimes imagine God only knows what, that everyone is laughing at me, the entire world, and at such moments, at such moments I am quiet simply ready to annihilate the entire order of things.”

“God give peace to the dead, the living have still to live. That is right, isn’t it?”

“All this world of ours is nothing but a speck of mildew which has grown up on a tiny planet.”