Fyodor Dostoevsky Idiot Novels & Stories

“Where did this idiot come from? How dare you talk nonsense here?” “Sonia, is your friend crazy? How dare he speak ill of Simon-Tooke like this? I’m telling you, you’d better rein him in well. I’m afraid he’ll die on the spot if Mr. Mitchell hears him!” “It’s clear at a glance that this guy is an idiot. He doesn’t know sh*t but dares to talk nonsense here. He must have a death wish.” “Forget it, don’t get worked up over an idiot...”

I'm desperate to know what must have happened. "I swear to God, Elliot fucking Ivanov, I don't get paid enough to deal with your hairy ass. You may not shave the hair off your ass, shave the dirt off your mouth. Who named you Elliot? You should be named Idiot! That suits you better. Idiot fucking Ivanov." And he keeps going on and on. I face the window, trying my best not to burst into laughter. Whoever is on the line, is an icon. He should be awarded for speaking true facts. Idiot does suit him more than Elliot. It's a plus point that it rhymes with his actual name.

“Kaze Lee, I thought you are a smart one but you are a fucking idiot. I’ve seen a lot of pretentious idiots but not as fucking stupid as you.” His tone was as cold as ice and it even gave the woman in his arms goosebumps.

I'm not jealous, just stupid people who want to be slaves to love. I'm not like the idiot Shakespeare who glorifies love. Love is only for fools, and I'm not in that category. I stroked this stupid girl's hair, long blonde hair, blue eyes like the ocean even though it looks just silly when you try to look into her eyes. "I wonder, how much is your IQ? How much is Pentium? Too stupid!" "Stop talking! I want to sleep." I smiled and hugged this stupid girl harder. And kissed her cheek stupidly and packed, a strange combination I had just seen in this silly girl. So ridiculous, I can't even remember her name.

Can't you think the same about me? ∆∆∆∆ "Aa pagal! Kya kar rahi hai?" (Hey idiot! What are you doing?) My bro said as he saw me banging my head to the wall. "Kuch nahi....tu ja!" I yelled. (Nothing....you leave!) "Idiot!" He spat and went away. IDIOT! IDIOT! IDIOT! I'm such a huge, enormous, gigantic-idiot! He told me his about his feelings soo sincerely but what did I do?!

In response to Lily’s question, the man laughed indifferently and said slowly, “That’s nothing you should worry about. It could be you, me, or any other intellectuals, but never those idiots.” Arrogance and disdain were evident in his tone, making Lily frown as she scoffed. “You think you’re one of the intellectuals, then?” “Of course!” He opened his arms and answered confidently. “Haven’t the recent happenings proved my intelligence? I was the one who planned everything and threw the world into chaos. If you hadn’t disrupted the process, I would’ve completed the entire project by now!”

Jefferson rolled up his sleeves and retorted, "You little idiot, who are you calling an idiot?" "The idiot is whoever is answering me." Jefferson replied, "I think you must be tired of living!" "I already told you to go ahead and come at me. Do it if you dare. If not, stop making all this racket."

I snorted tiredly, amazed at the naivety that came from nowhere. - One young lawyer was very impressed, - Alyosha objected with a hint. I removed my hand from my face and gulped down the rest of the vodka and juice, which gave off the bitterness of disappointment. Not surprisingly, I didn’t really succeed at all: I had at least heaps of unnecessary information, and the necessary information reached me like a giraffe. What kind of foolishness is this? “In my opinion, the gun impressed him much more,” I said, getting up from the bed.

He insisted, placing his hands on my thighs. "I'm pretty sure you just called me stupid," I said feigning anger. I fought off my smirk as his mouth opened and closed, pushing out confused noises. "Aren't you going to correct yourself, Comrade?" "I didn't say you were stupid, Roza. I was using your words from the day we met." He fumbled out. I narrowed my eyes at him and almost broke the charade when panic filled his eyes. "I didn't mean to call you stupid, love. You're not stupid. You're extremely intelligent and beautiful. There's no way you're stupid. I'm stupid, not you. I'm stupid for accidentally calling you stupid when you obviously aren't. You're so beautiful and so smart."

I fucking don't know where to place him and I can't even get rid of him. Tough choice for a tough evil man. And what kind of punishment would I end up enjoying?! That man is sick, he needs to be treated and I wish I could treat him, he's such an idiot! Yeah, I'm saying it out loud in my head, my professor is an idiot, a complete animal with no feelings!