worship her, Alyosha, worship her. doesn’t see it. No, still thinks do — Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Brothers Karamazov

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I worship her, Alyosha, worship her. Only she doesn't see it. No, she still thinks I don't love her enough. And she tortures me, tortures me with her love. The past was nothing! In the past it was only that infernal body of hers that tortured me, but now I've taken all her soul into my soul and through her I've become a man. Will they marry us? If they don't I will die of jealousy. I imagine something every day…

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

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