Novel & Cerita Fyodor Dostoevsky Books In Order

Not quite registering the question, she looked at her hand, which now rested on the wooden panel. Derek reached over and took the book from her lap, examining the cover and the blurb on the back. "Fyodor Dostoyevsky, huh?" he asked, proceeding to read the page that Ashlyn had bookmarked. "'But how could you live and have no story to tell?' That was him, right?" Derek asked, and Ashlyn nodded, a ghost of a smile possessing her lips. How had he known that? The quote was not referenced in the pages that he read. It wasn't often that she met someone who knew Dostoyevsky, at least not outside of her World History class.

Get a grip! Faith took several deep breaths to try to slow down her racing heart, then began to look at the books surrounding her. And her jaw dropped again when she realized that not only was he carrying all fifty-three of J.D. Robb’s In Death series written to date, but also that he had arranged them in chronological order rather than just lining them up alphabetically. She was a huge fan and collector, with books one through thirty-two in her possession already, so his presentation impressed her.

There were not much dust alongside the shelves which meant Anton did care about them. “You told me you are a fan of Dostoevsky and Tolstoy right? I went here the other day and found this.” He pulled out the first edition, hard cover print of Anna Karenina in three volumes, three books completed with the cards and everything. It was wrapped in a protective box to shield it. When Ana saw it, her eyes widened.

he ends with a huge grin. “Now shall we?” He gestures at the entrance of the mall. (Next morning) “Good morning, Jack! I went to your room and you weren’t there. I figured you’d be here since you’ve been spending time in your study these days,” Jerry states. Quiet I remain for a heartbeat. Then I begin: “I’ve come to love this book: Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky. It’s intriguing.” “You never read. Not once. In school and after. You found it boring. It was okay since it never came to bite you in the ass.” Jerry chuckles, then continues,

I found the library first, and despite everything, my breath caught. Floor-to-ceiling bookshelves lined three walls, filled with thousands of volumes. Leather armchairs positioned by windows. A rolling ladder to reach the higher shelves. It looked like something out of a period drama. I ran my fingers along the spines, reading titles. Classics. Contemporary literature. History. Philosophy. Everything organized with obsessive precision. I pulled out a worn copy of Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment and opened it. The margins were filled with notes in neat handwriting.

It sank even deeper but I tried not to show it. "Why are you telling me? You usually don't." He was quiet, till he breathed. "I don't know," before his footsteps got entirely erased. * * * * My fingers trailed across the spine of the books and I stopped on a white covered book. I pull it out of the shelf and hold it in both hands. "Crime and Punishment," I read aloud before gazing down at the author's name. "Fyodor Dos-tos-to-eeev-evsky?" I squint my eyes. "Fyodor Dostoevsky!"

He flipped over the front of the book to see the title. It was Dostoyevsky’s The Idiot. “Well, that’s fitting,” B laughed and closed the book. He fell deeper into the recesses of the chair. He brought the glasses up to his face and thought, If this is what an estate man does, then let me be an estate man for just a couple of minutes while the whiskey does its work. B let Dostoyevksy’s words run through his mind like a new mantra — it’s life that matters… the process of discovering… the everlasting and perpetual process… — and slid the glasses onto his face.

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