"I sometimes have thought of it myself, and then there always came a new idea: if one did something wicked, or, worse still, something shameful, that is, disgraceful, only very shameful and...
ridiculous, such as people would remember for a thousand years and hold in scorn for a thousand years, and suddenly the thought comes: 'one blow in the temple and there would be nothing more.' One wouldn't care then for men and that they would hold one in scorn for a thousand years, would one ?" "You call that a new idea ?" said Kirillov, after a moment's thought.
"I...

didn't call it so, but when I thought it I felt it as a new idea." "You 'felt the idea' ?" observed Kirillov.

"That's good.

There are lots of ideas that are always there and yet suddenly become new.

That's true.
I see a great deal now as though it were for the first time." "Suppose you had lived in the moon," Stavrogin interrupted, not listening, but pursuing his own thought, "and suppose there you had done all these nasty and ridiculous things....