What you have given--murder and famine and idleness.

Can there be common good that is based upon the blood of innocents?
Did Ivan ever harm a soul?
Have I ?" "You!" Karlov trembled.

"You--with your damned green stones! Did you not lure Anna to dishonour with the promise to show her the drums, the sight of which would make all her dreams come true?
A child, with a fairy story in her head!" "You speak of Anna! If you hadn't been spouting your twaddle in taverns you would have had time to instruct Anna against guilelessness and superstition." "How much did they pay you?
Did you fiddle for her to dance ?...

But I left their faces in the mud!" A madman, with two obsessions.

A pitiable Samson with his arms round the pillars of society to drag it down upon his head because society had defiled his sister! Ah, how many thousands in Russia like him! A great yearning filled Gregor's heart, because he understood; but he suppressed expression of it because the sick idea was stronger.
"Yes, yes! I loved those green stones because it was born in me to love beautiful things.