Hope?

For some reason, though Dostoyevsky is riddled with such lostness and meaninglessness and despair, for some reason I find hope. I am not sure why and maybe I am completely wrong, but I find hope in his doubting. I almost feel like the thoughts he has are not so different from the ones we struggle with. In his little mouse hole by himself, he is becoming developing a sense of continual self awareness. He describes himself turning away from "bitterness" and "shame" to "unquestionable pleasure" (88). And granted it is pleasure in the degradation of himself, he still knew where he could find at least a moment of pleasure even if it was at his own cost. He even goes on to say that "... a man feels that it's all right is he's bad as long as he knows it" (89). I don't know.... I think he is working his way through doubts he has had and may stumble upon some greater hope later on.



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