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Your question is a wide one. I may be mistaken, but I fancy I find clearer views, more, so to say, criticism, more practicality Thats true, Zossimov let drop. Nonsense! Theres no practicality. Razumihin flew at him. Practicality is a difficult thing to find; it does not drop down from heaven. And for the last two hundred years we have been divorced from all practical life. Ideas, if you like, are fermenting, he said to Pyotr Petrovitch, and desire for good exists, though its in a childish form, and honesty you may find, although there are crowds of brigands. Anyway, theres no practicality. Practicality goes well shod. I dont agree with you, Pyotr Petrovitch replied, with evident enjoyment. Of course, people do get carried away and make mistakes, but one must have indulgence; those mistakes are merely evidence of enthusiasm for the cause and of abnormal external environment. If little has been done, the time has been but short; of means I will not speak. Its my personal view, if you care to know, that something has been accomplished already. New valuable ideas, new valuable works are circulating in the place of our old dreamy and romantic authors. Literature is taking a maturer form, many injurious prejudice have been rooted up and turned into ridicule. In a word, we have cut ourselves off irrevocably from the past, and that, to my thinking, is a great thing Hes learnt it by heart to show off! Raskolnikov pronounced suddenly. What? asked Pyotr Petrovitch, not catching his words; but he received no reply. Thats all true, Zossimov hastened to interpose. Isnt it so? Pyotr Petrovitch went on, glancing affably at Zossimov. You must admit, he went on, addressing Razumihin with a shade of triumph and superciliousnesshe almost added young manthat there is an advance, or, as they say now, progress in the name of science and economic truth A commonplace. No, not a commonplace! Hitherto, for instance, if I were told, love thy neighbour, what came of it? Pyotr Petrovitch went on, perhaps with excessive haste. It came to my tearing my coat in half to share with my neighbour and we both were left half naked. As a Russian proverb has it, Catch several hares and you wont catch one. Science now tells us, love yourself before all men, for everything in the world rests on self-interest. You love yourself and manage your own affairs properly and your coat remains whole. Economic truth adds that the better private affairs are organised in societythe more whole coats, so to saythe firmer are its foundations and the better is the common welfare organised too. Therefore, in acquiring wealth solely and exclusively for myself, I am acquiring, so to speak, for all, and helping to bring to pass my neighbours getting a little more than a torn coat; and that not from private, personal liberality, but as a consequence of the general advance. The idea is simple, but unhappily it has been a long time reaching us, being hindered by idealism and sentimentality. And yet it would seem to want very little wit to perceive it Excuse me, Ive very little wit myself, Razumihin cut in sharply, and so let us drop it. I began this discussion with an object, but Ive grown so sick during the last three years of this chattering to amuse oneself, of this incessant flow of commonplaces, always the same, that, by Jove, I blush even when other people talk like that. You are in a hurry, no doubt, to exhibit your acquirements; and I dont blame you, thats quite pardonable. I only wanted to find out what sort of man you are, for so many unscrupulous people have got hold of the progressive cause of late and have so distorted in their own interests everything they touched, that the whole cause has been dragged in the mire. Thats enough! Excuse me, sir, said Luzhin, affronted, and speaking with excessive dignity. Do you mean to suggest so unceremoniously that I too |
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