Fyodor Pavlovitch, who was always of a voluptuous temper, and ready to run after any petticoat on the slightest encouragement.

Fyodor Pavlovitch was all his life fond of acting, of suddenly playing an unexpected part, sometimes without any motive for doing so, and even to his own direct disadvantage.This habit is a characteristic of great many number of people,some of them very clever ones.

He would have probably succeeded, merely from her moral fatigue and desire to get rid of him, and from the contempt and loathing he aroused by his persistent and shameless importunity.

(Of Adelaida): she was a hot-tempered, bold, dark-browed, impatient woman, possessed of remarkable physical strength.

As a general rule,people, even the wicked, are much more naive and simple-hearted than we suppose. And we ourselves are, too.

He gathered that the young man was frivolous, unruly, of violent passions, impatient, and dissipated, and that if he could only obtain ready money he would be satisfied, although only, of course, a short time.
He had not reckoned on a dowry:what allured him was the remarkable beauty of the innocent girl, above all her innocent appearance, which had a peculiar attraction for a profligate, who had hitherto admired only the coarser types of feminine beauty.
These paragraphs, were so interesting and piquant that they were soon taken. This alone showed the young man’s practical and intelluctual superiority over the masses of needy and unfortunate students of both the sexes who hang about the offices of the newspapers and the journals, unable to think of anything better than everlasting entreaties for copying and tranlsations from the French.

(Of Alyosha) : He was simply an early lover of humanity, and that he adopted the monastic life was simply because at that time it struck him, so to say, as the ideal escape for his soul struggling from the darkness of the worldly wickedness to the light of love.

Such memories may persist, as everyone knows, from an even earlier age, even from two years old, but scarcely standing out through a whole lifetime like spots of light out of darkness,like a corner torn out of a huge picture, which was all faded and disappeared except that fragment.

Boys, pure in mind and heart, almost children, are fond of talking in school among themselves, and even aloud, of things, pictures, and images of which even soldiers would sometimes hesitate to speak.

my young man was a sickly, ecstatic, poorly developed creature,a pale, consumptive dreamer.But he was very thoughtful and apparently very serene.

Faith does not spring from miracles but miracles from faith.

Youth of our last epoch,honest in nature, desiring the truth, seeking for it and believing in it, and seeking to serve it at once with all the strength of his soul, seeking for immediate action, and ready to sacrifice everything, life itself, for it.

For socialism is not merely the labour question,it is before all things the atheist question,the question of the form taken by atheism today, the question of the Tower of Babel built without God,not to mount to heaven from earth but to set up heaven on earth.

An elder was one who took your soul, your will, into his soul and his will. when you choose an elder, you renounce your own will and yield it to him in complete submission, complete self-abnegation.

Possibly his youthful imagination was deeply stirred by the power and fame of the elder.

He understood that for the humble soul of the russian peasant, worn out by grief and toil,and still more by the everlasting injustice and everlasting sin,his own and the world’s,it was the greatest need and comfort to find someone or something holy to fall down before and worship.

Man loves to see the downfall and the disgrace of the righteous.

Zossima: Multiplication of the desires:In the rich,leads to isolation and spiritual suicide and in the poor to envy and murder;for they have been given rights but not the means of satisfying them.

Z: Things that a child needs: sunshine, childish play, good examples all about him and atleast a little love.

Z: It is impossible that there should be no servants in the world, but act so that your servant may be freer in spirit than if he were not a servant.

The stone which the builders rejected has become the cornerstone of the building.

Z: Man, do not pride yourself on superiority to the animals;they are without sin, and you, with all your greatness,defile the earth by your appearance on it, and leave the traces of your foulness after you-

Dost: He was unmistakably a man driven into a corner, on the brink of ruin, catching at the last straw, ready to sink if he failed.(about Mitya)

what terrible tragedies real life throws at people.

Profound dejection clung about his soul like a heavy mist./ Profound lightness lingered about his soul like a feather.

And to think, only to think that a man’s life should be ruined for the sake of that paltry three thousand roubles

(of Mitya) He was that sort of jealous man who, in the absense of the beloved woman,at once invents all sorts of awful fantasies of what may be happening to her, and how she may be betraying him, but , when shaken, heart-broken, convinced of her faithlessness, he runs back to her, at the first glance at her face, her gay, laughing affectionate face, he revives at once, lays aside all suspicion and with joyful shame abuses himself for his jealousy.

It is impossibel to picture to oneself the shame and moral degradation to which the jealous man can descend without a qualm of conscience.

And one might wonder what there is in a love that had to be so watched over, and a love could be worth that needed such strenuous guarding.

And, as we all know, one can’t take a step without money.

When he is sober, he is a fool; and when he is drunk, he is wise.

Lise( to Alyosha) : Why live in real life? It’s better to dream. One can dream the most delightful things but real life is a bore.

For if there is no everlasting God, there is no such thing as virtue and there is also no need of it.

I think, therefore I am.

(of the officials in Jury ): Except one who was younger, they were grey-headed men, little known in society,who had vegetated on a pitiful salary, and who probably had pitiful unpresentable wives and crowds of children, perhaps even without shoes and stocking.

His confidence and self-relaince were unmistakable.

He was as obstinate as a mule.

(of Gurushenka): she was simply irritated and painfully conscious of the contemptuous and inqusitive eyes of the scandal-loving public. She was proud and could not stand contempt.She was one of those people who flare up, angry and eager to retaliate, at the mere suggestion of contempt.

(of Katya): She had loved him with hysterical, “lacerated” love only from pride, from wounded pride, and that love was not like love but more like revenge.

(of Mitya): He is spontaneous, he is a marvelling mingling of good and evil,he is a lover of culture and Schiller,yet he brawls in taverns and plucks out the beards of his boon companions.Oh, he, too, can be good and noble, but only when all goes well with him. What is more, he can be carried off his feet, positively carried off his feet by noble ideals, but only if they come off themselves, only if they fall from heaven for him, if they need not be paid for.He dislikes paying for anything but is fond of receiving,and that’s so with him in everything.Oh, give him every possible good in life(he couldn’t be content with less), and put no obstacles in his way,and he will show that, he, too, can be noble. He is not greedy, no, but he must have money, a great deal of money, and you will see how genereously, with what wcorn of filthy lucre,he will fling it all away in the reckless dissipation of one night. But if he has not money, he will show what he is ready to do to get it when he is great need of it.

(of Karamazovs): the sense of their own degradation is as essential to those reckless and unbridled natures as the sense of their lofty generosity.

(od Mitya): He likes to tell his companions everything, even his most diabolical and dangerous ideas;he likes to share every thought with others,and expects, for some reason, that those he confides in will meet him with perfect sympathy,enter into all his troubles and anxieties, take his part and not oppose him in anything.If not, he flies into rage and smashes up everything in the tavern.

(of criminals) : On one moment, they will show diabolial cunninng, while another will escape them altogether.

1) He would have even liked some gloomy and deserted place where he could be alone with his thoughts , without anybody knowing of his whereabouts…

2) Even a little fly buzzing near him in a sunbeam was a participant in the feast, and the chorus, knew its palce, loved it and was happy;Every blade of grass grew and was happy; Everything had and knew its own path, going forth and returning with a song.

He alone did not know or understand anything, whether people or sounds. He was a stranger and an outcast!

3) There is nothing but the truth in him, so he is unfair.

Of Lebedev:

1)There was an expression of concern on his face, blended with a peculiar and extra-ordinary sense of his own worth.

2) The man’s calculation always seemed born of inspiration; excessive ardour made them more and more complex, ramified and far removed in all directions from their point of departure; which was why he achieved so little in life!

Of Common people:

1) Nothing is more vexing than to be wealthy, of good family, passable in looks, fairly well educated, and intelligent, and even kindly, and yet to possess no talent, no outstanding feature or even quirk, not even a single idea of one’s own, and to be positively “just like anybody else”.

There is wealth but far less than the Rothschild’s possess;

The family is an honorable one, but has never won the least distinction;

One’s looks are pleasant enough, but express nothing in particular;

One’s education is quite sound enough, but one has no idea of what to direct it towards;

One has intelligence but no idea of one’s own;

One has a kind heart but not magnanimity;

And so on and so forth, on all accounts.

2) There is greater wealth but less strength; there is no unifying idea, everything has become flabby, everything is mouldering away, and so have all people. All, all , all of us are mouldering away!

3) God deprives men of reason

4) Crime, in only too usually the last resort of such gormless, impatient, and gripping non-entities.

Of Ippolit:

1) If I had the power not to be reborn, I would have probably not accepted an existence on such ridiculous terms.

Of Natasha:

1) A woman is capable of driving a man frantic, with her cruelty and mockery, and feel no qualms of conscience, because every time she looks at you She ll say to herself, I ll torment this man to death, but then I ll make up for it all later with my love.

Twenty years ago, I first came across the notion of megapolitical analysis in James Dale Davidson & Sir William Rees-Mogg's book Blood in the Streets. A megapolitical analysis tries to get up above events and see the larger pattern that exists. Assuming you've done your analysis correctly, what you're looking at is the structural situation. An example may help. In the late 1800s, Western nations had the machine-gun (whose efficacy had been pr … Read More

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Here in IIM A, many intelligent minds have spent their time learning some important business lessons…

There are a lot of HR questionnaires given to prepare for interview..

They are supposed to be a result of true introspection ..

But if i give my true likes and dislikes , no company ll take me into theirs…

I want to be an entrepreneur …I don want to spend my time increasing the profits of someone else….

I ve decided that I ll work for some four to five years and then start my own venture…

But those years has  to be spent working in a good company which will give good salary.Only then I can have a good finacial base to support my family…

Let s see what happens in the future…..

Academically ,IIM A  promises to provide more knowledge.

When I was doing my final year I thought that much cannot be learned from studying theory. But these 61 days has changed my view. there is a lot to learn before one ventures out.

okay… what may be the difference between Howard Berg(Fastest reader on the planet) and average Mr.Kumar.Consider if Berg could complete a novel in an hour,then Mr.Kumar may take almost 24 hours to complete it.Thats a difference of an extra day to enjoy the life. Apart from wasting a whole day, comprehension and memory also will be less among slow readers.Can you imagine how much easier your life will be when a lot is read on time…with better comprehension and memory…

The Good news now is that it is much easier  to develop your reading speed.All you need is practice.The following rules will be helpful in your journey to speed reading.

• Check out for main ideas in what you read
• Try to avoid regressions
• Improve your vocabulary
• Practise to think along with the author
• Make a long-range reading programme
• Enjoy what you read

Happy Reading(i.e. Speed Reading)

Here s finally the chance… Friends Let s make a difference …

“Sow  a thought,reap an action.

Sow an action,reap a habit.

Sow a habit,reap a character”.

It’s time that the small good thoughts that are lurking in the interiors of our minds are let out…

I ll post mine soon…

“The jouney of thousand miles begins with a single step”.

Waiting for your baby steps….