_Enfin, tout est dit._ And why do you cry out?
Simply because you're not getting married, and you won't have to wear a certain decoration on your head.
Does that shock you again?
My poor friend, you don't know woman, while I have done nothing but study her.

'If you want to conquer the world, conquer yourself'-- the one good thing that another romantic like you, my bride's brother, Shatov, has succeeded in saying.

I would gladly borrow from him his phrase.

Well, here I am ready to conquer myself, and I'm getting married.

And what am I conquering by way of the whole world?
Oh, my friend, marriage is the moral death of every proud soul, of all independence.