The Russian Short Story

he turned and left, rapidly disappearing in the darkness.

Ivanov, do what I told you to do,"

Well, well, the more a human creature has tasted of bitter things the more it hungers after the sweet things of life

“God will forgive you!” said he. “Maybe I am a hundred times worse than you.” And at these words his heart grew light, and the longing for home left him. He no longer had any desire to leave the prison, but only hoped for his last hour to come.

noise outside, so I hid the knife in your bag and escaped out of the window

I meant to kill you too, but I heard a

you have no need to kill me; you killed me long ago!

The Aksionovs are rich, though their father is in Siberia: a sinner like ourselves, it seems!

It seems that only God can know the truth; it is to Him alone we must appeal, and from Him alone expect mercy.

noblest in letters feels when tasting