…to return ‘native soil,’ say, bosom, speak, mother earth, like frig — Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Brothers Karamazov

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…to return to their 'native soil,' as they say, to the bosom, so to speak, of their mother earth, like frightened children, yearning to fall asleep on the withered bosom of their decrepit mother, and to sleep there for ever, only to escape the horrors that terrify them.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

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Related Topics: death, depression, earth, escape, fear, horror, misery, mother, sleep, sorrow, suicide, terror

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