Sublime

Le médecin sortit, alla au salon et déclara à Prascovie Fédorovna que son mari allait très mal, et que le seul moyen d’apaiser ses souffrances, qui devaient être atroces, c’était de lui administrer de l’opium. Le docteur avait raison de dire que les souffrances physiques d’Ivan Ilitch étaient intolérables. C’était vrai. Mais ses souffrances morales

metempsychosis,

When the hall had started to clear out, I went over to say something to him. My mouth dried up. My breath was shallow. The murder of the girl and the man they had arrested were plenty scary as it was, but what really terrified me was my classmate. I addressed him in a whisper. The range of lights decking the funeral hall transformed the tense figur

He is in the clean and well-lit prison of one idea: he is sharpened to one painful point.

Ivan Ilych wanted to weep, wanted to be petted and cried over, and then his colleague Shebek would come, and instead of weeping and being petted, Ivan Ilych would assume a serious, severe, and profound air, and by force of habit would express his opinion on a decision of the Court of Cassation and would stubbornly insist on that view. This falsity

Still, the results were charming, and not just to him—everyone said so. In fact it was all exactly what you so often see among people who are not quite rich but want to seem as though they are, and so end up resembling only each other: damasks, ebony, flowers, carpets, and bronzes. Dark and shining—everything that people of a certain class use to r

The prince observed with great surprise, as he approached his villa, accompanied by Rogojin, that a large number of people were assembled on his verandah, which was brilliantly lighted up. The company seemed merry and were noisily laughing and talking—even quarrelling, to judge from the sounds. At all events they were clearly enjoying themselves, a

When a doctor does go wrong he is the first of criminals.