“. . . love is a teacher, but one must know how to acquire it, for it is difficult to acquire, it is dearly bought, by long work over a long time, for one ought to love not for a chance moment but for all time.”
I read this novel from January to October 2014. I was a college student reading classics on the side and had lately discovered Russian literature with other works by Dostoyevsky (The Idiot, Notes from Underground), Ivan Turgenev, Anton Chekhov, and, of course, Alexander Pushkin. While The Brothers Karamazov did not quite touch me in the way The Idiot did, I was still glad I’d read it, since it is such an iconic work of classic literature.
These posts chronicle my thoughts and reactions to the novel. Contains spoilers.
Classics Considered 