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Dostoyevsky. Crime and Punishment - part 10

Ông đã bị bệnh một thời gian dài. Nhưng nó không phải là nỗi kinh hoàng của cuộc sống trong tù, không phải lao động chăm chỉ, thức ăn xấu, đầu cạo râu, hoặc quần áo vá mà nghiền ông. Ông đã chăm sóc cho tất cả những thử thách và khó khăn! ông thậm chí còn vui mừng công việc khó khăn | Dostoyevsky. Crime and Punishment. 812 Contents He was ill a long time. But it was not the horrors of prison life not the hard labour the bad food the shaven head or the patched clothes that crushed him. What did he care for all those trials and hardships he was even glad of the hard work. Physically exhausted he could at least reckon on a few hours of quiet sleep. And what was the food to him the thin cabbage soup with beetles floating in it In the past as a student he had often not had even that. His clothes were warm and suited to his manner of life. He did not even feel the fetters. Was he ashamed of his shaven head and parti-coloured coat Before whom Before Sonia Sonia was afraid of him how could he be ashamed before her And yet he was ashamed even before Sonia whom he tortured because of it with his contemptuous rough manner. But it was not his shaven head and his fetters he was ashamed of his pride had been stung to Parti. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 .Part 2.1 2 3 4 5 6 7 . . . Part 3.1 2 3 4 5 6 . . . Pa gnM Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at Ipr http collegebookshelf.net the quick. It was wounded pride that made him ill. Oh how happy he would have been if he could have blamed himselfl He could have borne anything then even shame and disgrace. But he judged himself severely and his exasperated conscience found no particularly terrible fault in his past except a simple blunder which might happen to anyone. He was ashamed just because he Raskolnikov had so hopelessly stupidly come to grief through some decree of blind fate and must humble himself and submit to the idiocy of a sentence if he were anyhow to be at peace. Vague and objectless anxiety in the present and in the future a continual sacrifice leading to nothing that was all that lay before him. And what comfort was it to him that at the end of eight years he would only be thirty-two and able to begin a new life What had he to live for What had he to look forward to Why should he strive To .