I used to really romanticize 19th century

Saint Petersburg

. The architecture, the candles, the horses on carriages, the way people drank.

But I realized over time that I was only romanticizing those things because I was imagining have such quaint artifacts but located within my modern world with its modern comforts. Life in Petersburg back then for most was filled with hunger like dogs and unbareable cold.

But beyond that I love the way you reveal Fyodor through the quotes in this post. He was a man who truly thought the most important value of life was the deep connection you can have with one other person. Often times he had to put characters in such destitute situations for this connection to be illustrated to its fullest extent.

A response to Abe, on Dostoyevsky, Service Workers, and Art Gabriel Greco