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I'll spend some time in other classes of graves here. I'll listen everywhere. That's just what needs to be done, to listen everywhere and not just in one part, in order to come to an understanding. Perhaps I'll stumble on to something comforting.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Bobok
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To be astonished at everything, of course, is silly, while to be astonished at nothing is much more handsome, and for some reason is recognized as good form. But surely it's not like that in reality. In my opinion, it's much sillier to be astonished at nothing than to be astonished everything. And what's more: to be astonished at nothing is almost the same thing as to respect nothing. And a silly man is not capable of showing respect.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Bobok
My first read of the year and my first Dostoyevsky, of many to come, was White Nights. I'm not sure if he meant it to be comedic because this was kind of hilarious? At first, I wasn't sure if he wrote the narrator in earnest. There is no way he wrote such a pitiful, but mostly pathetic character seriously. In his first meeting, he kept reminding the female character that it's her duty as a woman to have sympathy for a man as timid and lonely as he who has never let himself enjoy a conversation with a woman. At some point, he compares himself to a frightened little kitten licking its wounds after being tortured by children.
He has to be a caricature, right? An exaggerated sketch of how we can be when we're young, timid, and desperate to be liked. Nastenka, the female character, even though she was kind of enabling the narrator, came off as if trying to be assuaging to a sensitive creature. That ending had potential to be dark (and would make the narrator even more pathetic).
I don't remember where, but this was recommended as a story about yearning. And I was completely duped.
I did like Bobok, the short story included in the edition I have. It was a chaotic dialogue between corpses looking forward to living shamelessly, only to disappear when they are about to be witnessed. I enjoyed his writing, or this translation of his writing. It was still digestible even if meandering.
"I don't like it when people with only a general education rush in to solve problems best left to specialists; and that happens all the time among us. Civilians like to have opinions on military matters, even those that concern a field marshal, while people educated as engineers more often than not have opinions on philosophy and political economy."
-Fyodor Dostoyevsky, 1873 (Bobok)
The wisest of all, in my opinion, is he who can, if only once a month, call himself a fool — a faculty unheard of nowadays.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, "Bobok"
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Title: White Nights
Author: Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Pages: 113
"White Nights is a short story by Fyodor Dostoevsky that was published in 1848. Set in St. Petersburg, this is the story of a young man fighting his inner restlessness. A light and tender narrative, it delves into the torment and guilt of unrequited love. Both protagonists suffer from a deep sense of alienation that initially brings them together. A blend of romanticism and realism, the story appeals gently to the senses and feelings."
This version includes, besides 'White Nights', also the short story 'Bobok'. This is the first work by Dostoevsky I've read so far and I can't say that I regret it (I do like Russian literature). White Nights feels a bit like a ramble at times, what might be caused by the longish rambles of the protagonists.
I have to admit that I liked Bobok a bit more, but that's purely because it catered to my interest of ghost stories (not that these people are to be considered as ghosts - rather as the dead who are not completely dead yet).
Quotes:
"I create entire love stories in my dreams."
"I'm a dreamer; I have so little real life that I regard such moments as this one, now, to be so rare that I can't help repeating these moments in my dreams. I will dream of you all night, for an entire week, all year long."
"(...) - now in my head thousands of valves have opened and I must set loose this river of words, or I will choke to death."
"(...), about which I could talk as though I was reading a written text, because I had long passed sentence on myself and now could not resist reading it, to confess, without expecting that I should be understood."
"And again you ask yourself: What have you done with your years? Where have you buried your best days? Did you live or not? Look, you say to yourself, look how cold the world is becoming."
Bobok:
"Nowadays humour and good style are disappearing and swear words are taken for wit."
I went out in search of diversion and ended up at a funeral.
my man Dostoevsky is so funny😭😭
"In my opinion, the one who's smarter than all the rest is the one who calls himself a fool at least once a month - an unheard of talent nowadays!"
- Fyodor Dostoyevsky in Bobok
