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“Chez les riches, la solitude et le suicide spirituel; chez les pauvres, l’envie et le meurtre, car on a conféré des droits, mais on n’a pas encore indiqué les moyens d’assouvir les besoins. On assure que le monde, en abrégeant les distances, en transmettant la pensée dans les airs, s’unira toujours davantage, que la fraternité régnera. Hélas! Ne croyez pas à cette union des hommes. Concevant la liberté comme l’accroissement des besoins et leur prompte satisfaction, ils altèrent leur nature, car ils font naître en eux une foule de désirs insensés, d’habitudes et d’imaginations absurdes. Ils ne vivent que pour s’envier mutuellement, pour la sensualité et l’ostentation. Donner des dîners, voyager, posséder des équipages, des grades, des valets, passe pour une nécessité à laquelle on sacrifie jusqu’à sa vie, son honneur et l’amour de l’humanité, on se tuera même, faute de pouvoir la satisfaire. Il en est de même chez ceux qui ne sont pas riches; quant aux pauvres, l’inassouvissement des besoins et l’envie sont pour le moment noyés dans l’ivresse.”

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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

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