Man Is Such A Wondrous Being That

It Is Well-known That There Are Many Faces In The World Over The Finishing Of Which Nature Did Not Take Much Trouble, Did Not Employ Any Fine Tools Such As Files, Gimlets, And So On, But Simply Hacked Them Out With Round Strokes: One Chop-a Nose Appears; Another Chop-lips Appear; Eyes Are Scooped Out With A Big Drill; And She Lets It Go Into The World Rough-hewn, Saing: "alive!

This Was Not The Old Chichikov. This Was Some Wreckage Of The Old Chichikov. The Inner State Of His Soul Might Be Compared To A Demolished Building, Which Has Been Demolished So That From It A New One Could Be Built; But The New One Has Not Been Started Yet, Because The Infinitive Plan Has Not Yet Come From The Architect And The Workers Are Left In Perplexity.

They're Thinking Of Turning The Peasant Into An Educated Man. Why, First Of All They Should Make Him A Good And Prosperous Farmer And Then He'll Learn All That Is Necessary For Him To Know.

Also, Though Not Over-elderly, He Was Not Over-young.

At The End Of The Table, The Secretary Was Reading The Decision In Some Case, But In Such A Mournful And Monotonous Voice, That The Condemned Man Himself Would Have Fallen Asleep While Listening To It. The Judge, No Doubt, Would Have Been The First Of All To Do So, Had He Not Entered Into An Engrossing Conversation While It Was Going On.