Crime and Punishment

Crime and Punishment

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The acclaimed Russian novelist's epic morality tale of a young man's horrifying crime and his struggle for redemption. Rodion Raskolnikov, a young man living in St. Petersburg, devises a gruesome experiment in morality. Theorizing that men of exceptional intelligence have license to kill others, he decides to test his theory with the murder of an elderly pawnbroker. Though no evidence can link him to his crime, it leaves him so deeply disturbed that he fights a constant urge to confess. Despite this, Raskolnikov goes on with his life, contending with his younger sister's plan to marry a man of dubious character and the fate of an impoverished family for whom he feels responsible. In Fyodor Dostoyevsky's acutely observed psychological drama, readers meet an array of brilliantly realized characters. There is Arkady Svidrigailov, the wealthy, married man infatuated with Raskolnikov's sister; Sonya Marmeladov, the innocent young woman forced by poverty into a life of prostitution; Detective Porfiry Petrovitch, who suspects Raskolnikov but cannot prove his guilt; and Raskolnikov himself, whose horrifying offense leaves him in a long and agonizing struggle toward redemption. First published in 1866 in the Russian Messenger literary journal, Crime and Punishment met with sensational acclaim and catapulted Dostoyevsky to the pinnacle of literary fame. This ebook has been professionally proofread to ensure accuracy and readability on all devices.
Publisher: [Place of publication not identified] :, Open Road Media,, [2017]
Copyright Date: ©2017
ISBN: 9781504044479
Characteristics: 1 online resource (831 pages)
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Blue_Raven_10
Jul 09, 2017

Possibly one of the best books I have ever read. I could not put this book down, and while some say it is a drag of a read; for me, this book was an actual page-turner. Dostoyevsky does such a fantastic job with narrating the inner thoughts of Raskolnikov. This book made me want to read more classic literature, I was so moved by this book that I reached out to my English teacher to have a lunch discussion about the various themes and ideas in this book. It is also important to note the time period, as well as Dostoyevsky's own political and philosophical ideas, as they give context for the book and a lens through which to read the novel. I can only give this book the highest recommendation for anyone looking to read a master work of literature.

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julia_sedai
Apr 17, 2017

Amazing book. Dostoevsky's writing is incredible ... he can really get into peoples' heads. It took me a long time to read but it was so enjoyable. It's been a while since I've read something so brilliant. Recommended for anyone, especially people interested in psychology.

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xiaojunbpl12
Jan 24, 2017

Powerful (journey to the mind in a few days, more dramatic than millennia saga), suspenseful (more so than mystery thriller),
tragic for each character (I'm more sympathetic towards elder and "philandering" Svidrigailov than young and precocious Raskolnikov, equally touched by Katerina as Sofya), insightful to reveal each layer of human nature ("dull" figures Luzhin and Porfiry, representative of the ordinary, conventional wisdom and ruling authority, shine, along with the protagonist.).
A true masterpiece rarely seen in contemporary literature.

AL_IRINAB Nov 27, 2016

In simple words, everything is magnificent in this one of the very best novels in human history ever! The story, plot, characters, theories, developing characters and their relationships, philosophy, search of God, style of writing, escalating of emotions, mystery, beauty of contradictions & paradoxes, scenes of old Saint Petersburg, portrayal of life in the19th century, exploration of human nature and Russian soul, inquiry of how sordid and sublime one can be,
As many times you read this book, you will surprisingly discover something new. Dostoyevsky attained an infeasible pinnacle by creating this genuinely immortal masterpiece of literature art.

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ggohsasm
May 02, 2016

I enjoyed this masterpiece indeed as I am really into books focusing on contemplating human nature, differing from those authored by Americans, which characterise extended description of natural environment I always find so boring that I can not bear it until I reach 'the heart of the book'. Humans are always the center of everything and thereby what they think and feel deep inside counts most.

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Greisi
Mar 31, 2016

I wanted to like this book so badly, really I did but for the life of me I just couldn't. Maybe my English class killed any enjoyment I would've gotten out of this book if I had read it under different circumstances but I couldn't stand it. I know I was supposed to care about the characters and their suffering but I just couldn't do it, I couldn't stand Raskolnikov and the hours that he spent agonizing over whether or not he had committed a crime and when he would be caught. The dialogue was three pages long, entire pages were only one sentence, so much unnecessary description. Everything was so dramatic, everyone was constantly yelling or exclaiming everything for no reason. To top it off, I was constantly getting nihilism and every other ideology of Dostoevsky's shoved down my throat.

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einstein_5
Aug 10, 2015

“I deduce that all, not only great men, but even those who are a tiny bit off the beaten track—that is, who are a tiny bit capable of saying something new—by their very nature cannot fail to be criminals—more or less, to be sure. Otherwise it would be hard for them to get off the beaten track, and, of course, they cannot consent to stay on it, again by nature, and in my opinion it is even their duty not to consent. In short, you see that so far there is nothing especially new here. It has been printed and read a thousand times. As for my dividing people into ordinary and extraordinary, I agree that it is somewhat arbitrary, but I don't really insist on exact numbers. I only believe in my main idea. It consists precisely in people being divided generally, according to the law of nature, into two categories: a lower or, so to speak, material category (the ordinary), serving solely for the reproduction of their own kind; and people proper—that is, those who have the gift or talent of speaking a new word in their environment. The subdivisions here are naturally endless, but the distinctive features of both categories are quite marked: people of the first, or material, category are by nature conservative, staid, live in obedience, and like being obedient. In my opinion they even must be obedient, because that is their purpose, and for them there is decidedly nothing humiliating in it. Those of the second category all transgress the law, are destroyers or inclined to destroy, depending on their abilities. The crimes of these people, naturally, are relative and variegated; for the most part they call, in quite diverse declarations, for the destruction of the present in the name of the better. But if such a one needs, for the sake of his idea, to step even over a dead body, over blood, then within himself, in his conscience, he can, in my opinion, allow himself to step over blood—depending, however, on the idea and its scale—make note of that. It is only in this sense that I speak in my article of their right to crime. . . .”

“ . . . But tell me this: how does one manage to distinguish these extraordinary ones from the ordinary? ...Because, you must agree, if there is some sort of mix-up, and a person from one category imagines he belongs to the other category and starts 'removing all obstacles,' as you quite happily put it, well then . . .”

“Oh, it happens quite often! . . . but consider also that a mistake is possible only on the part of the first category, that is, the 'ordinary' people (as I have called them, perhaps rather unfortunately). In spite of their innate tendency to obedience, by some playfulness of nature that is not denied even to cows, quite a few of them like to imagine themselves progressive people, 'destroyers,' who are in on the 'new word,' and that in all sincerity, sir. And at the same time they quite often fail to notice the really new ones, and even despise them as backward, shabby-minded people. But in my opinion there cannot be any significant danger here, and there is really nothing for you to be alarmed about, because they never go far. . . .

An enormous mass of people, of material, exists in the world only so that finally, through some effort, . . . with great strain it may finally bring into the world, let's say, at least one somewhat independent man in a thousand. . . .”

“What, are you two joking or something?” Razumikhin cried out at last. . . . “Well, brother, if it's really serious, then...You're right, of course, in saying that it's nothing new, and resembles everything we've read and heard a hundred times over; but what is indeed original in it all—and, to my horror, is really yours alone—is that you do finally permit bloodshed in all conscience and, if I may say so, even with such fanaticism... So this is the main point of your article. This permission to shed blood in all conscience is...is to my mind more horrible than if bloodshed were officially, legally permitted . . .”

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IulianHectorNarada
Jul 23, 2015

It still stood as a question for him: how had she been able to remain for so much too long a time in such a position and not lose her mind, if it was beyond her strength to drown herself? Of course, he understood that Sonya's position was an accidental social phenomenon, though unfortunately a far from isolated and exceptional one. But it would seem that this very accident, this smattering of education, and the whole of her preceding life, should have killed her at once, with her first step onto that loathsome path. What sustained her? Surely not depravity? All this shame obviously touched her only mechanically; no true depravity, not even a drop of it, had yet penetrated her heart—he could see that; she stood before him in reality . . .

“Three ways are open to her,” he thought, “to throw herself into the canal, to go to the madhouse, or...or, finally, to throw herself into a depravity that stupefies reason and petrifies the heart.” This last thought was the most loathsome of all to him; but he was already a skeptic; he was young, abstract, and consequently cruel; and therefore he could not but believe that the last outcome—that is, depravity—was the most likely.

“But can it be true?” he exclaimed to himself. “Can it be that this being, who has still kept her purity of spirit, in the end will be consciously pulled into this vile, stinking hole? Can it be that the pulling has already begun, and that she has been able to endure so far only because vice no longer seems so loathsome to her? No, no, it can't be!” he kept exclaiming, like Sonya earlier. “No, what has so far kept her from the canal is the thought of sin, and of them, those ones... And if she hasn't lost her mind so far... But who says she hasn't lost her mind? Is she in her right mind? Is it possible to talk as she does? Is it possible for someone in her right mind to reason as she does? Is it possible to sit like that over perdition, right over the stinking hole that's already dragging her in, and wave her hands and stop her ears when she's being told of the danger? What does she expect, a miracle? No doubt. And isn't this all a sign of madness?”

He stubbornly stayed at this thought. He liked this solution more than any other. He began studying her with greater attention.

“So you pray very much to God, Sonya?” he asked her.

Sonya was silent; he stood beside her, waiting for an answer.

“And what would I be without God?” she whispered quickly, energetically, glancing at him fleetingly with suddenly flashing eyes, and she pressed his hand firmly with her own.

“So that's it!” he thought.

“And what does God do for you in return?” he asked, testing her further.

Sonya was silent for a long time, as if she were unable to answer. Her frail chest was all heaving with agitation . . .

“Be still! Don't ask! You're not worthy! . . .” she cried suddenly, looking at him sternly and wrathfully.

“That's it! That's it!” he repeated insistently to himself.

“He does everything!” she whispered quickly, looking down again.

“Here's the solution! Here's the explanation of the solution!” he decided to himself, studying her with greedy curiosity.

With a new, strange, almost painful feeling, he peered at that pale, thin, irregular, and angular little face, those meek blue eyes, capable of flashing with such fire, such severe, energetic feeling, that small body still trembling with indignation and wrath, and it all seemed more and more strange to him, almost impossible. “A holy fool! A holy fool!” he kept saying within himself. [A "holy fool" (yurodivyi in Russian) can be a saintly person or ascetic whose saintliness is expressed as "folly." Holy fools of this sort were known early in Christian tradition, but in later common usage "holy fool" also came to mean a crazy person or simpleton.]

Workhorse Jul 03, 2015

No longer need the Crime and Punishment

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Nymeria23
May 03, 2015

Found it too over-dramatic, dragged out, soap-opera-in-a-book. Plus, not to mention that it was originally written in Russian, so some of the translations were a little obscure. Good plot, good ideas, just a dull presentation. It was very hard to read and finish this book, but it wasn't bad- just not a book I would recommend.

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TSCPL_ChrisB Jun 06, 2016

Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.

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To go wrong in one's own way is better than to go right in someone else's.

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Mar 19, 2010

In a morbid condition of the brain, dreams often have a singular actuality, vividness and extraordinary semblance of reality. At times, monstrous images are created, but the setting and the whole picture are so truth-like and filled with details so delicate, so unexpected, but so artistically consistent, that the dreamer, were he an artist like Pushkin or Turgenev even, could never have invented them in the waking state. Such sick dreams always remain long the memory and make a powerful impression on the overwrought and deranged nervous system.

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FavouriteFiction Sep 30, 2009

A man makes a decision to murder an old woman and suffers from terrible guilt.

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