Notes from the Underground
- an intelligent man cannot become anything seriously, and it is only the fool who becomes anything.
- I swear, gentleman, that to be too conscious is an illness—a real thorough-going illness.
- (There are intentional and unintentional towns.)
- Though, after all, everyone does do that; people do pride themselves on their diseases, and I do, may be, more than anyone.
- But the chief point was that all this was, as it were, not accidental in me, but as though it were bound to be so.
- that you could never become a different man; that even if time and faith were still left you to change into something different you would most likely not wish to change; or if you did wish to, even then you would do nothing; because perhaps in reality there was nothing for you to change into.
- one was not only unable to change but could do absolutely nothing.
- that one is not to blame in being a scoundrel
- but in despair there are the most intense enjoyments, especially when one is very acutely conscious of the hopelessness of one’s position.
- I should certainly never have made up my mind to do anything, even if I had been able to.
- He is stupid. I am not disputing that, but perhaps the normal man should be stupid, how do you know? Perhaps it is very beautiful, in fact.
Stopped notes on pg 13 but all highlighted