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“Well, you may abuse me, be angry with me if you like," Porfiry Petrovitch began again, "but I can't resist. Allow me one little question (I know I am troubling you). There is just one little notion I want to express, simply that I may not forget it.”

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Crime and Punishment

Fyodor Dostoevsky's 'Crime and Punishment' delves into the psychological and philosophical complexities of a man's act of murder and the subsequent struggle with his own conscience. The novel is renowned for its exploration of the Russian soul and the nature of free will versus determinism. more

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Fyodor Dostoyevsky

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