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Часть текста: of such "vaters." I should answer: "You assert that you've heard it, but you've heard nothing. It's true that you're right about one thing. When I said that this was 'very simple,' I forgot to add that it is most difficult. All the religions and the moralities of the world amount to one thing: 'Love virtue and avoid vice. ' One would think nothing could be simpler. But just try doing something virtuous and giving up any one of your vices; just try it. It's the same with this. "That's why your innumerable German 'vaters' may, for ages past reckoning, have repeated those two wonderful words which contain the whole secret, and, meanwhile, Rothschild remains unique. It shows it's the same but not the same, and these 'vaters' don't repeat the same idea. "No doubt they too have heard of obstinacy and perseverance, but to attain my object what I need is not these German 'vaters' ' obstinacy or these 'vaters' ' perseverance." "The mere fact that he is a 'vater'--I don't mean only the Germans--that he has a family, that he is living like other people, has expenses like other people, has obligations like other people, means that he can't become a Rothschild, but must remain an average man. I understand quite clearly that in becoming a Rothschild, or merely desiring to become one, not in the German 'vaters'' way but seriously, I must at the same time cut myself off from society." Some years ago I read in the newspaper that on one of the steamers on the Volga there died a beggar who went about begging in rags and was known to every one. On his death they found sewn up in his shirt three thousand roubles in notes. The other day I read of another beggar of the "respectable" sort, who used to go about the restaurants holding out his hand. He was arrested and there was found on him five...

2. Dostoevsky. El adolecente (Spanish. Подросток). Primera parte. Capítulo V

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Часть текста: a que tenga calma y seriedad. Lo repito: mi idea es ser Rothschild, ser tan rico como Rothschild; no simplemente rico, sino precisamente como Rothschild. Con qué intención, por qué motivo, qué fines voy persiguiendo, son cosas de las que se tratará más tarde. De momento, demostraré solamente que la consecución de mi objetivo está garantizada matemáticamente. La cosa es de una sencillez infinita; todo el secreto consiste en dos palabras: terquedad y continuidad. -Ya sabemos eso - se me dirá -; no es novedad ninguna. En Alemania, cada "Vater" se lo repite a sus hijos. Y sin embargo su Rothschild de usted (el difunto James Rothschild, de París, al que me refiero) ha sido siempre único, mientras que hay millones de "Vater". Responderé: -Ustedes aseguran que ya lo saben. Pues bien, no saben absolutamente nada. Existe un punto sin embargo en el que ustedes tienen razón: si he dicho que es una cosa "infinitamente simple", me he olvidado de añadir que es también la más difícil. Todas las religiones y todas las morales del mundo se reducen a esto: "Hay que amar la virtud y huir del vicio." Cómo, parece que haya nada más sencillo? Pues bien, haced algo virtuoso, huid de uno solo cualquiera de vuestros vicios, ensayadlo un poco! Todo consiste en eso. He aquí por qué vuestros innumerables "Vater", durante una infinidad de siglos, pueden repetir esas dos palabras asombrosas en las que estriba todo el secreto, mientras que sin embargo Rothschild sigue siendo único. Por...

3. Dostoevsky. Notes from the Underground (English. Записки из подполья). Part II. Chapter II

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Часть текста: to find refuge in "the sublime and the beautiful," in dreams, of course. I was a terrible dreamer, I would dream for three months on end, tucked away in my corner, and you may believe me that at those moments I had no resemblance to the gentleman who, in the perturbation of his chicken heart, put a collar of German beaver on his great-coat. I suddenly became a hero. I would not have admitted my six-foot lieutenant even if he had called on me. I could not even picture him before me then. What were my dreams and how I could satisfy myself with them--it is hard to say now, but at the time I was satisfied with them. Though, indeed, even now, I am to some extent satisfied with them. Dreams were particularly sweet and vivid after a spell of dissipation; they came with remorse and with tears, with curses and transports. There were moments of such positive intoxication, of such happiness, that there was not the faintest trace of irony within me, on my honour. I had faith, hope, love. I believed blindly at such times that by some miracle, by some external circumstance, all this would suddenly open out, expand; that suddenly a vista of suitable activity--beneficent, good, and, above all, READY MADE (what sort of activity I had no idea, but the great thing was that it should be all ready for me)--would rise up before me--and I should come out into the light of day, almost riding a white horse and crowned with laurel. Anything but the foremost place I could not conceive for myself, and for that very reason I quite contentedly occupied the lowest in reality. Either to be a hero or to grovel in the mud--there was nothing between. That was my ruin, for when I was in the mud I comforted myself with the thought that at other times I was a hero, and the...

4. Dostoevsky. The Brothers Karamazov (English. Братья Карамазовы). Part I. Book III. The Sensualists. Chapter 5. The Confession of a Passionate Heart -- "Heels Up"

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Часть текста: "I understand the first half." "You understand the first half. That half is a drama, and it was played out there. The second half is a tragedy, and it is being acted here." "And I understand nothing of that second half so far," said Alyosha. "And I? Do you suppose I understand it?" "Stop, Dmitri. There's one important question. Tell me, you were betrothed, betrothed still?" "We weren't betrothed at once, not for three months after that adventure. The next day I told myself that the incident was closed, concluded, that there would be no sequel. It seemed to me caddish to make her an offer. On her side she gave no sign of life for the six weeks that she remained in the town; except, indeed, for one action. The day after her visit the maid-servant slipped round with an envelope addressed to me. I tore it open; it contained the change out of the banknote. Only four thousand five hundred roubles was needed, but there was a discount of about two hundred on changing it. She only sent me...

5. Dostoevsky. A Raw Youth (English. Подросток). Part III. Chapter I

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Часть текста: I keep coming in it's only a lamentable mistake, because I can't avoid it, however much I should like to. What I regret most is that I describe my own adventures with such heat; by doing so I give ground for supposing that I am still the same as I was. The reader will remember, however, that I have exclaimed more than once, "Oh, if one could only change the past and begin all over again!" I could not have uttered that exclamation if I were not radically changed and had not become an entirely different man now; that is quite evident. And no one can imagine how sick I am of these apologies and prefaces, which I am continually forced to squeeze into the very middle of my narrative! To return. After nine days' unconsciousness I came to myself, regenerated but not reformed; my regeneration was a stupid one, however, of course, if the word is taken in the wide sense, and perhaps if it had happened now it would have been different. The idea, or rather the feeling, that possessed me was, as it had been a thousand times before, the desire to get away altogether, but this time I meant to go away, not as in the...

6. Dostoevsky. El adolecente (Spanish. Подросток). Primera parte. Capítulo IX

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Часть текста: No es que me atormentase mucho, pero a pesar de todo yo estaba conmovido hasta el fondo del alma; y hasta el punto de que el sentimiento ordinario de placer que experimentan los hombres en presencia de la desgracia del prójimo, por ejemplo cuando alguien se rompe una pierna, pierde el honor, se ve privado de un ser querido, etc., aquel mismo sentimiento ordinario de innoble satisfacción cedía en mí enteramente a otro sentimiento, a una sensación extremadamente imperiosa, a la pena, al dolor... si es que aquello era el dolor, lo ignoro... en todo caso a un sentimiento extremadamente poderoso y bueno. Y por aquello también estaba yo contento. Es asombrosa la multitud de ideas extrañas que pueden atravesarle a uno el espíritu precisamente cuando se está sacudido por alguna noticia colosal que debería, parece, ahogar los demás sentimientos y dispersar todas las ideas extrañas, sobre todo las ideas sin importancia; ahora bien, son éstas, por el contrario, las que se presentan. Me acuerdo de eso todavía; me vi cogido poco a poco por un temblor nervioso bastante sensible, que duró aigunos minutos a incluso todo el tiempo que...

7. Dostoevsky. El adolecente (Spanish. Подросток). Tercera parte. Capítulo primero

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Часть текста: primero TERCERA PARTE CAPÍTULO PRIMERO I Ahora, hablemos de otra cosa. Proclamo siempre: "de otra cosa, hablemos de otra cosa", y siernpre vuelvo a hablar de mí misrno. Sin embargo he declarado mil veces que no tenia la menor intención de narrarme, y que estaba firmemente decidido a ello al comenzar estas notas: comprendo demasiado bien que no presento ningún interés pare el lector. Describo y quiero describir a los otros, y no a rní, y si es siempre mi individualidad la que vuelve bajo mi pluma, no es más que por efecto de un deplorable error, al que me resulta imposible escapar, a pesar de todos mis deseos. Lo que, sobre todo, me apena es que, al contar con tanto fuego mis propias aventuras, de rechazo doy motivos para creer que sigo siendo lo que era entonces. El lector se acuerda por otra parte de que he exclamado más de una vez: "Ah, si se pudiera cambiar el pasado y volver a empezar todo de nuevo! " Yo no habría podído lanzar esta...

8. Dostoevsky. El adolecente (Spanish. Подросток). Segunda parte. Capítulo IX

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Часть текста: cuando me vi en la calle. La noche era clara, tranquila y fría. Yo casi corría, con una prisa febril, pero no hacia mi casa. "Para qué volver a entrar en casa? Es que puede tratarse ahora de ir o no ir a una casa? En una casa se vive, mañana me despertaré para vivir: es posible, ahora? La vida se ha acabado, imposible vivir, ahora." Erré pues por las calles, sin distinguir adónde iba a ignoro por lo demás si quería ir a alguna parte. Tenía mucho calor y de vez en cuando me abría mi pesada pelliza de tejón. "En lo sucesivo ninguna acción, me parecía en aquel momento, puede tener objeto alguno." Cosa extraña: me parecía sin cesar que todo, alrededor de mí, incluso el aire que respiraba, pertenecía a otro planeta, como si de pronto me hubiese trasladado a la Luna. Todo, la ciudad, los transeúntes, la acera sobre la que corría, todo aquello no tenía nada que ver conmigo. "Esto es la plaza de los Palacios; esto es San Isaac - me decía yo -, pero ahora no tengo nada que ver con ellos." Todo se había hecho desconocido, todo había ...

9. Dostoevsky. The Possessed (English. Бесы). Part II. Chapter V. On the eve op the fete

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Часть текста: the governor's house for the way he played the piano and now was of use running errands. Liputin was there a good deal too, and Yulia Mihailovna destined him to be the editor of a new independent provincial paper. There were also several ladies, married and single, and lastly, even Karmazinov who, though he could not be said to bustle, announced aloud with a complacent air that he would agreeably astonish every one when the literary quadrille began. An extraordinary multitude of donors and subscribers had turned up, all the select society of the town; but even the unselect were admitted, if only they produced the cash. Yulia Mihailovna observed that sometimes it was a positive duty to allow the mixing of classes, “for otherwise who is to enlighten them?” A private drawing-room committee was formed, at which it was decided that the fete was to be of a democratic character. The enormous list of subscriptions tempted them to lavish expenditure. They wanted to do something on a marvellous scale—that's why it was put off. They were still undecided where the ball was to take place, whether in the immense house belonging to the marshal's wife, which she was willing to give up to them for the day, or at Varvara Petrovna's mansion at Skvoreshniki. It was rather a distance to Skvoreshniki, but many of the committee were of opinion that it would be “freer” there. Varvara Petrovna would dearly have liked it to have been in her house. It's difficult to understand why this proud woman seemed almost making up to Yulia Mihailovna. Probably what pleased her was that the latter in her turn seemed almost fawning upon Nikolay Vsyevolodovitch and was more gracious to him than to anyone. I repeat again that Pyotr...

10. Dostoevsky. Los hermanos Karamazov (Spanish. Братья Карамазовы). Cuarta parte. Libro XI. Iván Fiodorovitch. Capítulo VIIIi. Tercera y última entrevista con Smerdiakov

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Часть текста: para cantar con voz ronca: -Para Piter ha partido Vanka; ya no lo esperaré. Invariablemente, después del segundo verso interrumpía el canto y reanudaba las invectivas. Poco después, Iván Fiodorovitch sintió, sin saber por qué, un odio profundo hacia aquel hombre. Se dio cuenta de ello de pronto. Inmediatamente le asaltó un deseo irresistible de golpearlo. Precisamente en ese momento estaban el uno al lado del otro. El borracho, en uno de sus vaivenes, tropezó violentamente con Iván, y éste respondió con un furioso empujón. El del caftán cayó de espaldas sobre la helada tierra, donde, tras proferir un gemido, quedó mudo, inmóvil, inconsciente. "Se helará!", pensó Iván mientras reanudaba su camino. Acudió a abrirle María Kondratievna con una bujía en la mano. Ya en el vestíbulo, María le dijo en voz baja que Pavel Fiodorovitch -es decir, Smerdiakov- estaba muy enfermo. Incluso había rechazado el té. -Supongo que no cesará de vociferar -dijo Iván. -Al contrario: nunca ha estado más tranquilo. No le entretenga demasiado. Iván entró en la habitación. Estaba...

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