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“Remember, too, every day, and whenever you can, repeat to yourself, Lord, have mercy on all who appear before Thee today. For every hour and every moment thousands of men leave life on this earth, and their souls appear before God. And how many of them depart in solitude, unknown, sad, dejected that no one mourns for them or even knows whether they have lived or not!”

Quote by Fyodor Dostoevsky

Work

The Brothers Karamazov

Fyodor Dostoevsky's classic work delves into the complex relationships and internal conflicts of the Karamazov siblings, examining themes of faith, doubt, and redemption. more

Author

Fyodor Dostoevsky
Fyodor Dostoevsky

A renowned Russian novelist and a pioneer of psychological novels. His works deeply reveal the complexity of human nature and the injustice of society, having a profound impact on literature worldwide. more

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