You seem as though you were born of two fathers.

Do you know what I have observed among people ?" "Well ?" "If a man cannot answer for himself, it means that he is afraid of himself, that his price is a grosh!" "Do you refer to me ?" asked Foma, after a pause.
"To you, too." She threw a pink morning gown over her shoulders and, standing in the centre of the room, stretched out her hand toward Foma, who lay at her feet, and said to him in a low, dull voice: "You have no right to speak about my soul.

You have nothing to do with it! And therefore hold your tongue! I may speak! If I please, I could tell something to all of you.

Eh, how I could tell it! Only,--who will dare to listen to me, if I should speak at the top of my voice?
And I have some words about you,--they're like hammers! And I could knock you all on your heads so that you would lose your wits.

And although you are all rascals--you cannot be cured by words.