“There is something at the bottom of every new human thought, every thought of genius, or even every earnest thought that springs up in any brain, which can never be communicated to others, even if one were to write volumes about it and were explaining one’s idea for thirty-five years; there’s something left which cannot be induced to emerge from your brain, and remains with you forever; and with it you will die, without communicating to anyone perhaps the most important of your ideas.”
More from Fyodor Dostoyevsky
“I want to get to know you once for all, and I want you to know me. And then say good-bye.…”
“I am too young and I’ve loved you too much.”
“Yet in their absence I seemed to love them so much.”
“What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.”