Fyodor Dostoyevsky

11 Nov 1821 // 9 Feb 1881

Truth Building

Thus we have totally forgotten the axiom that truth is the most poetic thing in the world, especially in its pure state. More than that; it is even more fantastic than the ordinary mind is capable of fabricating and conceiving... In fact, men have finally succeeded in converting all that the human mind may lie about and belie into something more comprehensible than truth, and this prevails all over the world. For centuries truth will lie right on the table before people but they will not take it: they will chase after a fabrication precisely because they look upon it as something fantastic and utopian.

Fiodor Dostoievski, in 'Diary of a Writer'


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