Sunday, July 17, 2005

The student Raskolnikov wander about the street of St.Petersburg in a delirious state. He had several days ago murdered two old women with an ax. He feels cut off from mankind. As he passes through the red-light district near the Hay Market he muses: "if one had to live on some high rock on such a narrow ledge that he'd only room to stand, and the ocean, everlasting darkness, everlasting solitude, everlasting tempest around him, if he had ot remain standing on a square yard of space all his life, a thousand years, eternity, it were better to live so than to die at once!

Only to live, to live to live! Life whatever it may be!"

[ kyrre ] | 6:59 AM | Comment(s)

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