Nietzsche Dostoevsky Novels & Stories

he countered, "but that is... what's the human expression? Next to the point?" "Beside the point," I ground out. "Yes!" Uisdean smiled in delight. "Words again, so lovely. It is beside the point because Nietzsche was a poet and also a composer." "What?" I blinked; totally unprepared for this fairy to know more than I did about a human. "I don't believe Nietzsche would be as offended by our feast as you are," Uisdean mused. "I think he would agree with me when I say; you're letting your slave morality cloud your reason."

image he worked so hard to maintain. I closed the closet, still grinning, and wandered into his bedroom. On his nightstand I found more books, all by Fyodor Dostoevsky: Crime and Punishment, Notes from Underground, The Idiot, White Nights. I picked one up and flipped through it. The pages were worn, corners folded and some lines underlined. He wasn't just pretending to like this stuff, he really was a superfan of Russian literature. I didn't believe it when he first told me, but now I believed it without a doubt.

“ Because that bitch of a woman you call a wife killed my cousin, Vincenzo and now, your men are going to die and so are all of you. The Russians will destroy you all! “ He exclaimed and then he started laughing like a madman. Nikolai laughed along with him making him shut up and look scared. “ You think I believed a word you said? How stupid do you think I am? How stupid do you all at the table think I am? “ He asked while looking at every one of us. He looked serious and calm in a weird way. I would have much rather preferred his temper to the calm façade he was showing us. It made it hard to predict his next move. “ The Russians will destroy-“ Viktor started but he didn’t get to finish be