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href="https://www.reddit.com/r/dostoevsky/comments/1qkxetf/comment/o1cptfm/?context=3">Reddit</a>. Spoilers for Crime and Punishment.</em></p><p>In looking around for answers to this question, I was surprised to find this was asked a couple times before yet never actually answered. The most common response is that Porfiry is merely bluffing, but not only does this belie the compassionate justice which motivates his visit in the first place, it is in fact explicitly mentioned.</p><p>I&#8217;ll give page numbers for the P&amp;V translation, which refers to it as &#8220;a little trace&#8221; instead of &#8220;a little fact&#8221;, so I may use them interchangeably.</p><p>To set the context, Porfiry visits Raskolnikov in his room and comes clean to him, ironically as investigator to murderer. Before they part, Raskolnikov says:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;Listen, Porfiry Petrovich, you said yourself it was just psychology, and meanwhile you&#8217;ve gone off into mathematics. But what if you&#8217;re actually mistaken now?&#8221;</p><p>&#8220;No, Rodion Romanych, I&#8217;m not mistaken. I&#8217;ve got that <strong>little trace</strong>. I did find that little trace then, sir&#8212;a godsend!&#8221;</p><p>&#8220;What little trace?&#8221;</p><p>&#8220;I won&#8217;t tell you, Rodion Romanych...&#8221; (p483)</p></blockquote><p>Porfiry states this key evidence earlier in this chapter:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;And then, when I heard about those little bells, I even stopped dead, I even began shivering. &#8216;Now,&#8217; I thought, &#8216;here&#8217;s that little trace! This is it!&#8217;&#8221; (p478)</p></blockquote><p>This is in reference to when Raskolnikov wanders back to the scene of the crime in his feverish delirium and repeatedly rings the bell &#8212; the same bell that rang when he was trapped after the murder:</p><blockquote><p>Instead of answering, Raskolnikov stood up, walked out to the landing, took hold of the bell-pull, and rang. The same bell, the same tinny sound! He rang a second, a third time; he listened and remembered. The former painfully horrible, hideous sensation began to come back to him more clearly, more vividly; he shuddered with each ring, and enjoyed the feeling more and more. (p182)</p></blockquote><p>So, it&#8217;s pretty clear Porfiry&#8217;s &#8220;little trace/fact&#8221; is Raskolnikov ringing the bell. However, it brings up two questions: </p><ol><li><p>Why does Porfiry consider this evidence, and </p></li><li><p>Why does he say he won&#8217;t tell Raskolnikov?</p></li></ol><p>The answer to the first one can be found in rereading the massive wall of text where he mentions the bells, which I&#8217;ll paraphrase here. Up this point, Porfiry lists off the evidence he has so far that Raskolnikov is guilty, but openly admits it&#8217;s circumstantial, psychological evidence that&#8217;s not solid enough to arrest him, but it is enough to paint a mental profile of him. Because of this, he&#8217;s certain Raskolnikov will come, but like a monkey&#8217;s paw wish, Raskolnikov actually does voluntarily go to Zametov, but Porfiry is flummoxed by the fact that he pretty much outright confesses to the murder. He can&#8217;t make sense of it in a way that could serve as evidence: &#8220;...that&#8217;s the whole catch, that this cursed psychology is double-ended!&#8221; Learning about the bell ringing was the missing puzzle piece because he finally realizes Raskolnikov is indeed subject to the masochism of his own conscience, so he&#8217;s now completely confident in his psychological profiling:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;It wasn&#8217;t enough for him to endure the torment of standing behind the door while the door was being forced and the bell was ringing&#8212;no, later he goes back to the empty apartment, in half-delirium, to remind himself of that little bell, feeling a need to experience again that spinal chill&#8230;&#8221; (p481)</p></blockquote><p>This is, of course, ironic in that it is still not hard evidence. That brings us to the second question: why did he say he won&#8217;t he tell Raskolnikov? Porfiry means the fact is enough for himself but not enough for Raskolnikov &#8212; though not a bluff, it&#8217;s not really evidence, either. In other words, the question Raskolnikov asks is, &#8220;You&#8217;ve transitioned from talking about psychology to talking about logic in trying to convince me to confess, but how are you sure you&#8217;re right?&#8221; Porfiry&#8217;s response is basically, &#8220;Oh, I&#8217;m right. I may not have concrete evidence, but I KNOW I&#8217;m right.&#8221; Throughout the chapter, Porfiry is completely honest, not out of arrogance or even spite, but simply because he understands Raskolnikov&#8217;s mind so well he knows exactly how this will play out, so by this point he just wants to help him.</p><p>The reason Porfiry outright admits he doesn&#8217;t have any hard evidence is because <em>he doesn&#8217;t need it at all anymore</em>. He&#8217;s so disturbingly perceptive that he knew Mikolka falsely confessed to the crime in a misguided attempt to worship the beauty of suffering. Porfiry knows Raskolnikov will &#8220;decide to embrace suffering&#8221; because, contrary to how he sees himself, Raskolnikov truly has the makings of &#8220;the extraordinary man&#8221;, but needs to finish his journey of spiritual redemption to accept himself:</p><blockquote><p>Be of great heart, and fear less...You&#8217;re not going to miss your comforts, are you, with a heart like yours?...The point lies in you, not in time. Become a sun, and everyone will see you. The sun must be the sun first of all.&#8221; (p486)</p></blockquote><p>The repeated mentions of heart link back to one of Dostoevsky&#8217;s most famous quotes, spoken by Raskolnikov himself:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;Suffering and pain are always obligatory for a broad consciousness and a deep heart. Truly great men, I think, must feel great sorrow in this world.&#8221; (p278)</p></blockquote><p><em>TLDR: The &#8220;little fact&#8221; was Raskolnikov ringing the bell. This was Porfiry&#8217;s most important psychological evidence because this was the missing link to understanding why he would eventually confess by himself.</em></p><div><hr></div><div class="subscription-widget-wrap-editor" data-attrs="{&quot;url&quot;:&quot;https://www.marginsofdostoevsky.com/subscribe?&quot;,&quot;text&quot;:&quot;Subscribe&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;}" data-component-name="SubscribeWidgetToDOM"><div class="subscription-widget show-subscribe"><div class="preamble"><p class="cta-caption">Thanks for reading Margins of Dostoevsky! 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viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p><em>This is a reformatted and slightly edited version of this <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/dostoevsky/comments/1ney6ie/what_was_the_point_of_lises_character_in_tbk">Reddit post</a>.</em> <em>Heavy spoilers for The Brothers Karamazov.</em></p><p>Lise has very little presence in <em>The Brothers Karamazov</em>, but nevertheless is a fascinating and deeply underrated character that warrants a deep dive. Citations are for the P&amp;V bicentennial edition.</p><p>I think the best way to frame Lise is that she is a demonstration of Zosima&#8217;s teachings that &#8220;all is like an ocean, all flows and connects&#8221; and the greater theme of universal guilt. By the end of the book, the source of her inner suffering is a tumultuous mix of external influences that&#8217;s unclear if she is even aware exists within her.</p><p>Her words and actions echo those of other characters:</p><ul><li><p>Similarly to Zosima right before his duel, Lise slaps her maid then later begs at her feet in apology, hinting her conscience does bring her suffering, even if that may not be clear from what she says.</p></li><li><p>Madam Khoklakov hides &#8220;bad books...under her pillow&#8221; (p617), which Lise steals to read and Alyosha says are ruining her. Tbh I&#8217;m not sure if it&#8217;s said anywhere what these books are about, but I assume they&#8217;re either smutty romances or violent historical accounts.</p></li><li><p>Just as how Ivan inspires Smerdyakov with his ideas, he infects Lise with his rational skepticism. I believe it&#8217;s implied that Lise learned about Ivan&#8217;s ideas by eavesdropping on his conversation with Katerina, just as how she was eavesdropping on Alyosha&#8217;s conversation with her mom, and how Madame Kokhlakov eavesdropped on their engagement in &#8220;A Betrothal&#8221;. Like mother, like daughter.</p></li></ul><p>Lise doesn&#8217;t quite fully understand it herself and so cannot articulate it, but she yearns for the joy of spiritual redemption:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;So that there will be nothing left anywhere. Ah, how good it would be if there were nothing left! You know, Alyosha, I sometimes think about doing an awful lot of evil, all sorts of nasty things, and I&#8217;d be doing them on the sly for a long time, and suddenly everyone would find out. They would all surround me and point their fingers at me, and I would look at them all. That would be very pleasant. Why would it be so pleasant, Alyosha?&#8221; (p616)</p></blockquote><p>She is exactly describing Dmitri&#8217;s trial, and wishes she could be in his place: she wants to commit evil so that she will be accused of guilt and experience this pleasure. But what pleasure is she talking about? </p><h1>The Underground Man</h1><p>The best way to describe this is from <em>Notes From Underground</em>:</p><blockquote><p>...I would gnaw, gnaw at myself with my teeth, inwardly, secretly, tear and suck at myself until the bitterness finally turned into some shameful, accursed sweetness, and finally &#8211; into a decided, serious pleasure! Yes, a pleasure, a pleasure! I stand upon it. The reason I&#8217;ve begun to speak is that I keep wanting to find out for certain: do other people have such pleasures? I&#8217;ll explain to you: the pleasure here lay precisely in the too vivid consciousness of one&#8217;s own humiliation...So it turns out, for example, as a result of heightened consciousness: right, you&#8217;re a scoundrel &#8211; as if it were a consolation for the scoundrel himself to feel that he is indeed a scoundrel.</p></blockquote><p>The whole quote is quite long, but to loosely paraphrase, the Underground Man is describing committing a wicked deed and reveling in the masochistic pleasure of his own tormented conscience, the &#8220;humiliation&#8221; being the realization and acceptance you cannot change who you are, which therefore absolves you of moral responsibility of your actions; hence, a scoundrel is relieved in accepting that is his identity and human nature. (There is much more that can be unpacked, but this is sufficient for now.)</p><p>Lise is tragically becoming an echo of Ivan. They both descend into madness over disillusionment of the suffering in the world. He hallucinates the devil whereas Lise sees demons in her nightmare. Even Lise&#8217;s anecdote of the boy and pineapple compote is a parallel to how Ivan is disturbed by cruelty against children, but whereas Ivan constructively uses his feeling of empathy and indignation as justification for his atheism, Lise instead takes a sadistic pleasure in it that does nothing but make her suffer even more.</p><p>Much like the Underground Man, she struggles with existential suffering (&#8221;Ah, how good it would be if there were nothing left!&#8221;), compelling her to embrace wickedness without knowing why. Unlike the Underground Man, however, it does not seem she has the same level of consciousness to understand why she loves pain:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;I wanted to tell you a wish of mine. I want someone to torment me, to marry me and then torment me, deceive me, leave me and go away. I don&#8217;t want to be happy!&#8221; (p615)</p></blockquote><p>She is full of these contradictions. She tells her mom she would never come to see her, yet when her mom comes, Lise cries, kisses her, and shoves her out of her room. She also says she hates Ivan, yet she sends for him to come again, and even &#8220;offers&#8221; herself to him (p635).</p><h1>Kolya Krasotkin</h1><p>But by far the most important character to compare to Lise is not Ivan, but Kolya. She only mentions him once, with jealousy:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;I want to ruin myself. There&#8217;s a boy here, and he lay down under the rails while a train rode over him. Lucky boy!&#8221; (p617)</p></blockquote><p>Seemingly unrelated at first glance, she later confesses to Alyosha:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;I tell this to you alone,&#8221; Liza began again. &#8220;Only to myself, and also to you. You alone in the whole world. And rather to you than to myself. And I&#8217;m not at all ashamed with you. Alyosha, why am I not at all ashamed with you, not at all?&#8221; (p618)</p></blockquote><p>It doesn&#8217;t seem like it would have anything to do with Kolya, but it actually mirrors his confession to Alyosha:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;And you know, Karamazov, you must admit that you yourself feel a little ashamed with me now &#8230; I can see it in your eyes,&#8221; Kolya smiled somehow slyly, but also with almost a sort of happiness.</p><p>&#8220;Ashamed of what?&#8221;</p><p>&#8220;Why did you blush, then?&#8221;</p><p>&#8220;But it was you who made me blush!&#8221; Alyosha laughed, and indeed blushed all over. &#8220;Well, yes, a little ashamed, God knows why, I don&#8217;t know &#8230; ,&#8221; he muttered, even almost embarrassed.</p><p>&#8220;Oh, how I love you and value you right now, precisely because you, too, are ashamed of something with me! Because you&#8217;re just like me!&#8221; Kolya exclaimed, decidedly in ecstasy. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes shining. (p591)</p></blockquote><p>I wrote more about Kolya in <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/dostoevsky/comments/1l4v3z1/comment/mwjj5dm/?utm_source=share&amp;utm_medium=web3x&amp;utm_name=web3xcss&amp;utm_term=1">this post</a>, but to summarize, in the chapter &#8220;Precocity&#8221; Kolya starts out wanting to impress Alyosha with his, well, precocity, out of vanity, to be seen as intelligent and worldly to gain Alyosha&#8217;s respect. However, in a moment of honesty, he develops self-awareness and his vanity crumbles, allowing him to finally reciprocate Alyosha&#8217;s love. It&#8217;s a beautiful demonstration of &#8220;guilty for all and before all&#8221; and how treating someone with love can influence them to be a better person.</p><p>Kolya confesses shame, which is mirrored in Alyosha, and this mutual feeling deepens their bond. However, Lise seemingly speaks honestly, yet feels no shame. She even confesses her dream of the little devils and is fascinated by Alyosha&#8217;s admission that he dreamt the same before, yet it does not spark growth the same way as it did for Kolya. The key difference between Kolya and Lise is that she&#8217;s missing <em>self</em>-honesty, introspection, or in other words, a genuine acceptance of &#8220;guilty for all and before all.&#8221; When she describes how people love the drama of Dmitri&#8217;s trial, she exclaims, &#8220;Everyone says it&#8217;s terrible, but secretly they all love it terribly. I&#8217;m the first to love it&#8221; (p617). This is a profaned analogy of: &#8220;we are all guilty, but I am guilty most of all&#8221; to &#8220;they love this wickedness, but I love it the most&#8221;, a perplexing admission of guilt that brings her pleasure.</p><p>Perhaps the best way to frame Lise is as a foil to Kolya. Their attitudes even follow opposite arcs: Kolya is initially standoffish by acting like an adult but grows to love Alyosha, whereas Lise initially loves him with a childlike innocence but becomes serious and miserable. They both admire Dmitri and express mimetic desires for him (see more in <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/dostoevsky/comments/1l4v3z1/comment/mwqisl2/?utm_source=share&amp;utm_medium=web3x&amp;utm_name=web3xcss&amp;utm_term=1&amp;utm_content=share_button">this post</a>), but in wildly opposite ways. Kolya respects the nobility of his sacrifice for truth and wants to imitate it, whereas Lise envies Dmitri&#8217;s position of being accused of wickedness and simply wants to accept it.</p><h1>Conclusion</h1><p>Lise deserves our compassion. Indeed, the chapter ends with Lise wanting to commit suicide because her suffering is too much to bear:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;Save me,&#8221; she almost groaned. &#8220;Would I tell anyone in the world what I told you? But I told you the truth, the truth, the truth! I&#8217;ll kill myself, because everything is so loathsome to me! I don&#8217;t want to live, because everything is so loathsome to me.&#8221; (p619)</p></blockquote><p>She slams her finger in the door, reminiscent of Alyosha&#8217;s finger injury from first meeting Kolya. Alyosha&#8217;s injury is inflicted upon him by the wrath of another, yet he is unmoved by it and even continues to heal Kolya the perpetrator. Lise inflicts this pain on herself because she desperately seeks spiritual healing, the kind that can be found in a journey of suffering and self-discovery as the other characters have, except her pain is meaningless.</p><p>In his homily, Zosima describes the tragedy of those who scorn active love:</p><blockquote><p>But woe to those who have destroyed themselves on earth, woe to the suicides! I think there can be no one unhappier than they...Oh, there are those who remain proud and fierce even in hell, in spite of their certain knowledge and contemplation of irrefutable truth; there are terrible ones, wholly in communion with Satan and his proud spirit. For them hell is voluntary and insatiable; they are sufferers by their own will. For they have cursed themselves by cursing God and life. They feed on their wicked pride, as if a hungry man in the desert were to start sucking his own blood from his body. But they are insatiable unto ages of ages, and reject forgiveness, and curse God who calls to them. They cannot look upon the living God without hatred, and demand that there be no God of life, that God destroy himself and all his creation. And they will burn eternally in the fire of their wrath, thirsting for death and nonexistence. But they will not find death&#8230;(p343)</p></blockquote><p>Lise&#8217;s final chapter is called &#8220;A Little Demon&#8221;. At first, one would think it&#8217;s a reference to the devils in her nightmares. Later on, Ivan literally calls her &#8220;that little demon&#8221; (p635); Dostoevsky makes it very clear the chapter title refers to Lise as well in case we didn&#8217;t catch it the first time. Corrupted by the influence of others &#8212; Ivan&#8217;s ideas, Kolya&#8217;s stunt, her mom&#8217;s &#8220;bad books&#8221; &#8212; she spirals into suffering and self-loathing, practically sucking her own blood out of her body (the door slam), and despises the world around her to the point she wants to kill herself. Lise is a warning of Zosima&#8217;s teachings. Active love is what restores Alyosha&#8217;s faith and redeems Dmitri, Grushenka, and Kolya, and is precisely what Lise must learn to avert a great tragedy.</p><div><hr></div><div class="subscription-widget-wrap-editor" data-attrs="{&quot;url&quot;:&quot;https://www.marginsofdostoevsky.com/subscribe?&quot;,&quot;text&quot;:&quot;Subscribe&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;}" data-component-name="SubscribeWidgetToDOM"><div class="subscription-widget show-subscribe"><div class="preamble"><p class="cta-caption">Thanks for reading Margins of Dostoevsky! 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This article may continue to be updated in the future, or I may post a new version.</em></p><ul><li><p>All page numbers are for the P&amp;V translation.</p></li><li><p>Asterisks refer to topics I&#8217;ll expand on in future posts.</p></li><li><p>As someone who is not religious, nothing written here should be considered an endorsement or criticism of religion.</p></li></ul><h1>In <em>The Idiot</em></h1><p>The iconic line first appears during Myshkin&#8217;s birthday party:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;Is it true, Prince, that you once said &#8216;beauty&#8217; would save the world? Gentlemen,&#8221; he cried loudly to them all, &#8220;the prince insists that beauty will save the world!&#8221; (p382)</p></blockquote><p>Ippolit misquotes Myshkin, who never said this &#8212; the closest thing he says is when he sees Nastasya&#8217;s portrait for the first time:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;An astonishing face!&#8221; replied the prince. &#8220;And I&#8217;m convinced that her fate is no ordinary one. It&#8217;s a gay face, but she has suffered terribly, eh? It speaks in her eyes, these two little bones, the two points under her eyes where the cheeks begin. It&#8217;s a proud face, terribly proud, and I don&#8217;t know whether she&#8217;s kind or not. Ah, if only she were kind! Everything would be saved!&#8221; (p36)</p></blockquote><p>It is not beauty but rather <em>kindness</em> that will save the world. This is brought up again later during his epileptic episode:</p><blockquote><p>Compassion is the chief and perhaps the only law of being for all mankind. (p230)</p></blockquote><p>Needless to say, the idea of world-changing kindness is a common theme across all of Dostoevsky&#8217;s works. For instance, through a rare crack in his cynical nihilism, Ippolit acknowledges in his manuscript how a single good deed can have a rippling effect in the world (more on this later). This is expanded upon in <em>The Brothers Karamazov</em> when Zosima says &#8220;all is like an ocean, all flows and connects; touch it in one place and it echoes at the other end of the world.&#8221;</p><p>The fact that it&#8217;s a misquote is itself symbolic. Myshkin explicitly points out the mechanism for this earlier:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;I only wanted to say that the distortion of ideas and notions (as Evgeny Pavlych put it) occurs very often, and is unfortunately much more of a general than a particular case. And to the point that, if this distortion were not such a general case, there might not be such impossible crimes as these &#8230;&#8221; (p338)</p></blockquote><p>The fact that &#8220;kindness&#8221; somehow got misquoted as &#8220;beauty&#8221; through some game of telephone is precisely a distortion of an idea. Myshkin is constantly dismissed as overly naive or idealistic, and although some people are receptive to his Christian humility, nobody even comes close to understanding his profound, ineffable (quite literally, see p423) connection to beauty as a mediating force that awakens you to something greater than yourself. In a society ravaged by status and greed, it makes sense that beauty is a more concrete, valuable, <em>comprehensible</em> concept than that of abstract selflessness. Note this misquote isn&#8217;t entirely wrong &#8212; kindness, morality, and pity really are all forms of beauty, but there are very few instances excluding Myshkin where characters demonstrate this awareness. Ippolit ironically demonstrates this awareness but rejects it out of pure spite; for him, &#8220;beauty&#8221; is merely a hackneyed concept spouted by well-meaning, hypocritical Christians who praise the meaning of life in ignorance of the true despair of death:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;What sort of morality needs, on top of your life, also your last gasp, with which you give up the last atom of life, listening to the consolations of the prince, who is bound to go as far in his Christian reasoning as the happy thought that, essentially, it&#8217;s even better that you&#8217;re dying. (Christians like him always get to that idea: it&#8217;s their favorite hobbyhorse.)&#8221; (p412)</p></blockquote><p>But much like the Underground Man and Ivan Karamazov, Ippolit despises himself for not just wanting something he can never have, but rather being so powerless in changing his desires.</p><h1>The end of the world</h1><p>What exactly is beauty/kindness saving the world from? The Apocalypse! The end of the world is brought up several times, an extremely heavy-handed leitmotif underscoring how the spiritual decay in the microcosm of society portrayed in the novel is but a symptom of the Westernization of Russia. Lebedev explains this in his interpretation of the Apocalypse:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;It means there was something stronger than fire and flame and even than a twenty-year habit! It means there was a thought stronger than all calamities...which mankind would have been unable to endure without that thought which binds men together, guides their hearts, and makes fruitful the wellsprings of the life of thought!...Show me a thought binding present-day mankind together that is half as strong as in those centuries. There is greater wealth, but less force; the binding idea is gone...&#8221; (p379)</p></blockquote><p>This &#8220;binding idea&#8221; is never explicitly named, but it is clearly related to morality and conscience. Perhaps the best way to frame this binding idea is in Myshkin&#8217;s words: &#8220;Compassion is the chief and perhaps the only law of being for all mankind.&#8221; Industrialization is symbolic of materialism &#8212; not meaning consumerism (although that&#8217;s certainly related) but the idea that material, physical things are more important, beneficial, and therefore <em>reasonable</em>, giving impetus to rational egoism*. It is ideology itself, the &#8220;distortion of ideas&#8221;, that is ending the world, as we abuse logic to not only justify helping ourselves over others but to even feel good about it in the process. To Dostoevsky, this is the most terrifying aspect of ideology, the complete and utter erasure of self-awareness, or in other words, how the criminal doesn&#8217;t even know that he&#8217;s a criminal:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;...the most inveterate and unrepentant murderer still knows that he is a criminal, that is, in all conscience he considers that he has done wrong, though without any repentance. And every one of them is the same; but those whom Evgeny Pavlych has begun speaking about do not even want to consider themselves criminals and think to themselves that they had the right and &#8230; even did a good thing, or almost. That, in my opinion, is what makes the terrible difference. And note that they&#8217;re all young people, that is, precisely of an age when they can most easily and defenselessly fall under the influence of perverse ideas.&#8221; (p339)</p></blockquote><h1>What Ippolit considers beauty</h1><p>It may seem like we&#8217;ve wandered away from the original quote, but this detour was required in order to fully understand what Ippolit considers perhaps the most grotesque distortion of an idea of all:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;Yes, nature is given to mockery! Why does she,&#8221; he suddenly continued ardently, &#8220;why does she create the best beings only so as to mock them afterwards? Didn&#8217;t she make it so that the single being on earth who has been acknowledged as perfect &#8230; didn&#8217;t she make it so that, having shown him to people, she destined him to say things that have caused so much blood to be shed, that if it had been shed all at once, people would probably have drowned in it! (p296)</p></blockquote><p>How can nature create the perfectly beautiful, perfectly virtuous Christ, only to mock his very existence in the gruesome reality of death, not only in the mundanity of his corpse but also in the countless wars fought supposedly in his name, for the sake of peace? Ippolit&#8217;s concept of beauty lies in reality, the cold yet comforting truth written on &#8220;Meyer&#8217;s wall&#8221;, the &#8220;dark, insolent, and senselessly eternal power&#8221; evoked in Christ&#8217;s dead face.</p><p>Despite being a self-proclaimed nihilist, he does not accept his own ideology; as Zosima says of Ivan in <em>The Brothers Karamazov</em>, &#8220;A tormented person, too, sometimes likes to toy with his despair, also from despair.&#8221; It is only in moments of profound suffering that he reveals his secret desire for what he considers true beauty:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;Oh, it&#8217;s good that I&#8217;m dying! I, too, might utter some terrible lie, nature would arrange it that way!&#8230; I haven&#8217;t corrupted anybody &#8230; I wanted to live for the happiness of all people, for the discovery and proclaiming of the truth!&#8230; I looked through my window at Meyer&#8217;s wall and thought I could talk for only a quarter of an hour and everybody, everybody would be convinced, and for once in my life I got together &#8230; with you, if not with the people!&#8221; (p296)</p></blockquote><p>Ippolit wants to share his feeling of unconditional love with those around him, but does not know how to do it. Worse yet, he worries his words will be misconstrued &#8212; in fact, this is precisely what happens when he reads his manuscript for everyone, who laughs and ridicules his melodrama. The fact they misunderstood his genuine intentions is itself &#8220;a distortion of an idea&#8221;, the very thing Ippolit feared, and ironically the same crime he is guilty of in advocating nihilism. Ippolit says about good deeds,</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;And how do you know what share you will have in the future outcome of human destiny? And if the knowledge and the whole life of this work finally raises you so high that you are able to plant a tremendous seed, to bequeath a tremendous thought to mankind, then &#8230;&#8221; (p405)</p></blockquote><p>It&#8217;s hinted that this &#8220;tremendous seed&#8221;, the greatest good that could possibly be done, is Christ&#8217;s sacrifice. In the same way Kolya wishes to imitate Dmitri&#8217;s virtue in <em>The Brothers Karamazov</em>, Ippolit&#8217;s manuscript about self-sacrifice for the sake of a beautiful ideology hints at a desire to imitate Christ. Ippolit wishes to spread the truth of love, but much like Myshkin&#8217;s nonverbal &#8220;idiocy&#8221;, he is tormented by his inability to communicate. Ippolit may not know how to say it, and he may be too ashamed to admit it, but for him, true beauty is kindness.</p><div><hr></div><div class="subscription-widget-wrap-editor" data-attrs="{&quot;url&quot;:&quot;https://www.marginsofdostoevsky.com/subscribe?&quot;,&quot;text&quot;:&quot;Subscribe&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;}" data-component-name="SubscribeWidgetToDOM"><div class="subscription-widget show-subscribe"><div class="preamble"><p class="cta-caption">Thanks for reading Margins of Dostoevsky! 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My main motivation is to synthesize my personal notes to better understand these allusions &#8212; in other words, I&#8217;m really just writing this for myself, but hopefully it&#8217;ll be interesting to you, too. Feel free to share your thoughts or questions in the comments.</p><p>This post is written in two parts:</p><ol><li><p>I&#8217;ll share Pushkin&#8217;s poem and briefly go over it, so you don&#8217;t need to have read <em>The Brothers Karamazov </em>for this.</p></li><li><p>If you have read it, or are just curious, you can continue on where I trace references to &#8220;sticky little leaves&#8221; through Alyosha and Ivan&#8217;s discussions about joy, or you can just skip to the Conclusion. Although I assume prior knowledge of the book, most spoilers are avoided.</p></li></ol><h1>&#8220;Chill Winds Still Blow&#8221; by Pushkin</h1><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!H6Ok!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F4b74db44-e09e-4961-909e-7d390d45eb2a_410x655.jpeg" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!H6Ok!,w_424,c_limit,f_webp,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F4b74db44-e09e-4961-909e-7d390d45eb2a_410x655.jpeg 424w, 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(The only other source I found is this more <a href="https://www.johnbyronkuhner.com/2010/06/chill-winds-still-blow-by-alexander-pushkin/">literal translation</a> which also includes the original Russian, but I prefer this version.)</p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!qYmz!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Faa3bfd06-e5f0-4b83-84b5-6537ac9532ec_454x411.png" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!qYmz!,w_424,c_limit,f_webp,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Faa3bfd06-e5f0-4b83-84b5-6537ac9532ec_454x411.png 424w, 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The chronological progression of the poem subtly reflects the transition from winter to spring, contrasting with the fact the entire scene takes place in a single winter morning, as if we&#8217;re gradually being drawn into the future:</p><ul><li><p>Lines 1-2 are explicitly about winter&#8217;s cold,</p></li><li><p>Line 3 transitions from winter to spring,</p></li><li><p>And from line 4 onwards, there is absolutely no mention of winter anymore.</p></li></ul><p>The narrator&#8217;s anticipation of renewal transfigures his very awareness of the present; for him, the chill winds vanish entirely. The repetition of &#8220;very first&#8221; on lines 7-8 link back to line 4, connecting the bee to the blossoms despite the distance in text. The introduction of the bee mirrors the arrival of spring &#8212; the narrator does not actually observe where the bee comes from, instead imagining a &#8220;magic wax kingdom&#8221;, connoting a sense of awe and mysticism appropriate for the wonder of nature.</p><p>The questions at the end involve the sensory descriptors &#8220;wavy&#8221;, &#8220;sticky&#8221;, and &#8220;sweet fragrance&#8221;, all of which precisely describe honey and the beehive &#8212; in fact, the honeycomb cell is explicitly described as &#8220;sweet-scented.&#8221; It&#8217;s clearly an intentional link, but frankly I&#8217;m not totally sure why. My best guess is that it&#8217;s about the abstract &#8220;essence&#8221; of nature, hinting at how the birch is a source of life for the bee, honey as a pure distillation of this essence which retains those invariant properties. And of course, the second to last line is the famous &#8220;sticky little leaves.&#8221;</p><p>Although there&#8217;s more to be said about rhyme and rhythm throughout the poem &#8212; for instance, the alliteration of &#8220;silver-light slight leaves sticky&#8221; &#8212; I won&#8217;t comment on them since I&#8217;m not sure how sounds and tone may or may not be preserved in translation. If anyone is able to read Russian, I would love to hear your thoughts on the original poem.</p><h1><strong>In </strong><em><strong>The Brothers Karamazov</strong></em></h1><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!gTR0!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fb6d35ba2-9772-4b8f-a88b-7b39c4be57ce_653x1000.jpeg" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!gTR0!,w_424,c_limit,f_webp,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fb6d35ba2-9772-4b8f-a88b-7b39c4be57ce_653x1000.jpeg 424w, 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mention</h2><p>The &#8220;sticky little leaves&#8221; appear only a handful of times, first appearing in the chapter &#8220;The Brothers Get Acquainted&#8221;:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;Though I do not believe in the order of things, still the <strong>sticky little leaves</strong> that come out in the spring are dear to me, the blue sky is dear to me, some people are dear to me, whom one loves sometimes, would you believe it, without even knowing why; some human deeds are dear to me, which one has perhaps long ceased believing in, but still honors with one&#8217;s heart, out of old habit.&#8221; (p244)</p></blockquote><p>This is the first scene where we (and Alyosha) properly get to know Ivan. Our introduction to him in Part 1 is filtered through Alyosha&#8217;s estrangement from him, leading us to share his anxious expectation of Ivan to be some condescending, rationalist skeptic ready to start arguing with the monks &#8212; however, much to everyone&#8217;s surprise, he was in fact the most well-behaved and respectful guest at the monastery. Though he is admittedly a cynical atheist (&#8220;Though I do not believe in the order of things&#8230;&#8221;), he genuinely harbors a deep love for life that he cherishes even if he doesn&#8217;t understand it, but this is precisely the source of his suffering. Ivan&#8217;s compassion for mankind may even rival Alyosha&#8217;s:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;The precious dead lie there, each stone over them speaks of such ardent past life, of such passionate faith in their deeds, their truth, their struggle, and their science, that I&#8212;this I know beforehand&#8212;will fall to the ground and kiss those stones and weep over them&#8212;being wholeheartedly convinced, at the same time, that it has all long been a graveyard and nothing more. And I will not weep from despair, but simply because I will be happy in my shed tears. I will be drunk with my own tenderness. <strong>Sticky spring leaves</strong>, the blue sky&#8212;I love them, that&#8217;s all! Such things you love not with your mind, not with logic, but with your insides, your guts, you love your first young strength&#8230;&#8221; (p245)</p></blockquote><p>Just as how Zosima kisses the earth (p344), and how Alyosha weeps tears of joy as he embraces the ground (p384), Ivan will kiss and embrace the earth as he waters the graves with tears of tenderness. The similarities are telling, but the differences are even more striking. Alyosha kisses the ground after witnessing Zosima do it, and in his spiritual reawakening, parts of Zosima&#8217;s homily come flooding back to him &#8212; relatedly, Richard Pevear notes much of Alyosha&#8217;s dialogue consists of echoing the words of other characters. On the other hand, Ivan is not influenced by anyone (besides, arguably, Western ideologies), and he even precedes Alyosha and Zosima; in a sense, he demonstrates greater agency than Alyosha.</p><h2>Unto ages of ages</h2><p>Ivan uses the metaphor of a graveyard to describe Western Europe, which Dostoevsky has a roiling love-hate relationship with (mostly hate) due to the Westernization of Russia. A common theme across his works is how certain rationalist ideologies lead to moral degeneration and corruption of religion, but they are not only a necessary evil in understanding the nature of faith, they paradoxically cannot be resolved with free will, only the lack of it &#8212; and yet, a solution exists*. This is the cornerstone of the Grand Inquisitor&#8217;s condemnation of the Temptations of Christ and Ivan&#8217;s nightmare of the Devil. Across books, this can be found in Myshkin&#8217;s epilepsy in <em>The Idiot</em>, Raskolnikov&#8217;s dialectics in <em>Crime and Punishment</em>, and the entirety of <em>Notes From Underground.</em>  To get to the point, Ivan is calling Western Europe spiritually dead. (Although some may disagree, I make the following distinction between spirituality and religion at least for the scope of my own writing: in short, Dostoevsky regards spirituality as not necessarily synonymous with religion but rather analogous to &#8220;being in touch with oneself&#8221; so to speak, or self-honesty.)</p><p>The juxtaposition of life (sticky little leaves) and death (the graveyard) transitions into:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;Half your work is done and acquired, Ivan: you love life. Now you need only apply yourself to the second half, and you are saved.&#8221;</p><p>&#8220;You&#8217;re already saving me, though maybe I wasn&#8217;t perishing. And what does this second half consist of?&#8221;</p><p>&#8220;Resurrecting your dead, who may never have died.&#8221; (p245)</p></blockquote><p>Alyosha&#8217;s mention of resurrection is strangely abrupt and immediately abandoned, but we&#8217;ll revisit this later. It&#8217;s difficult to do this line justice without inadvertently reeling in the entire body of his works, as remembrance is tightly intertwined with many other themes. In <em>The Idiot,</em> beauty is an ineffable force which awakens Myshkin to the self-actualization, perfection, and emptiness &#8212; some may recognize this as &#8220;divinity&#8221; &#8212; dormant in nature which, cruelly, forever lies beyond his comprehension:</p><div class="digest-post-embed" data-attrs="{&quot;nodeId&quot;:&quot;b24edce5-c9fa-4b08-a778-8f5e431af723&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;Some housekeeping&quot;,&quot;cta&quot;:&quot;Read full story&quot;,&quot;showBylines&quot;:true,&quot;size&quot;:&quot;sm&quot;,&quot;isEditorNode&quot;:true,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;The Idiot: \&quot;Beauty will save the world\&quot;&quot;,&quot;publishedBylines&quot;:[{&quot;id&quot;:370028180,&quot;name&quot;:&quot;HolyGuacamoleRavioli&quot;,&quot;bio&quot;:&quot;Sharing my reading notes on Dostoevsky.&quot;,&quot;photo_url&quot;:&quot;https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/fb82192f-9234-45c9-8649-e5a8618ab1c2_640x640.jpeg&quot;,&quot;is_guest&quot;:false,&quot;bestseller_tier&quot;:null}],&quot;post_date&quot;:&quot;2026-02-12T12:37:57.260Z&quot;,&quot;cover_image&quot;:&quot;https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1533738363-b7f9aef128ce?crop=entropy&amp;cs=tinysrgb&amp;fit=max&amp;fm=jpg&amp;ixid=M3wzMDAzMzh8MHwxfHNlYXJjaHw4fHxjYXR8ZW58MHx8fHwxNzcwODk5NTk0fDA&amp;ixlib=rb-4.1.0&amp;q=80&amp;w=1080&quot;,&quot;cover_image_alt&quot;:null,&quot;canonical_url&quot;:&quot;https://www.marginsofdostoevsky.com/p/the-idiot-beauty-will-save-the-world&quot;,&quot;section_name&quot;:null,&quot;video_upload_id&quot;:null,&quot;id&quot;:187734450,&quot;type&quot;:&quot;newsletter&quot;,&quot;reaction_count&quot;:3,&quot;comment_count&quot;:0,&quot;publication_id&quot;:7952220,&quot;publication_name&quot;:&quot;Margins of Dostoevsky&quot;,&quot;publication_logo_url&quot;:&quot;https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!0lpH!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fc52b5b29-45c9-4de2-a298-4f962ee11320_640x640.png&quot;,&quot;belowTheFold&quot;:true,&quot;youtube_url&quot;:null,&quot;show_links&quot;:null,&quot;feed_url&quot;:null}"></div><p>Similarly, memory is the mechanism which awakens characters to morality and rouses compassion in moments of profound suffering that transcend logic. The novel even begins with Alyosha&#8217;s earliest memory of his weeping mother, which is implied to have compelled him to enter the monastery after her death, and ends with his homily on remembrance:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;You must know that there is nothing higher, or stronger, or sounder, or more useful afterwards in life, than some good memory&#8230;If a man stores up many such memories to take into life, then he is saved for his whole life. And even if only one good memory remains with us in our hearts, that alone may serve some day for our salvation.&#8221; (p821)</p></blockquote><p>For Alyosha, memory is ignited by suffering and sustains him through it. On the other hand, Ivan acknowledges that although his burning passion shields him from &#8220;all the horrors of human disillusionment&#8221;, it&#8217;s only a matter of time before he succumbs to existential suffering: &#8220;I just want to drag on until I&#8217;m thirty, and then&#8212;smash the cup on the floor!&#8221; (p279). After hearing Ivan&#8217;s poem of the Grand Inquisitor, Alyosha fears for him:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;And the sticky little leaves, and the precious graves, and the blue sky, and the woman you love! How will you live, what will you love them with? ... Is it possible, with such hell in your heart and in your head? No, you&#8217;re precisely going in order to join them &#8230; and if not, you&#8217;ll kill yourself, you won&#8217;t endure it!&#8221; (p279)</p></blockquote><p>Just as how the Grand Inquisitor disavows Jesus&#8217; kiss, Ivan renounces his ability to love life in an act of &#8220;Rebellion&#8221;, of self-destruction. If you&#8217;ve happened to have read the short story <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Ones_Who_Walk_Away_from_Omelas">&#8220;The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas&#8221;</a> by Ursula K. Le Guin, this is the exact same concept &#8212; fun fact, Ivan quite literally describes the entire plot in a single sentence (p261).</p><h2>Conclusion</h2><p>Pushkin&#8217;s poem is a straightforward message about spiritual resurrection, how hope manifested in the coming spring makes bearable our present suffering, but Ivan  disagrees. This is made clear in his infamous line about atheism:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;Besides, they have put too high a price on harmony; we can&#8217;t afford to pay so much for admission. And therefore I hasten to return my ticket.&#8221; (p261)</p></blockquote><p>The &#8220;ticket&#8221; is a reference to the poem &#8220;Resignation&#8221; by Friedrich Schiller* &#8212; in short, it is about the loss of faith, the mockery of religion by the material sacrifices made for immaterial reward, yet hidden in disillusionment is a glimpse of true faith, which ironically only adds to the mockery. In the end, the speaker acknowledges that hope in an afterlife and earthly pleasure to numb suffering are mutually exclusive. Nevertheless, he chooses faith, knowing that although it must be its own reward, there remains doubt whether it can compensate for what is lost in life. Some of you may recognize this as the premise for Ivan&#8217;s dialectics around theodicy and the Grand Inquisitor.</p><p>In a departure from Pushkin, Dostoevsky believes there is something even stronger than unsubstantiated hope for the future: past memories of love. Just as how Alyosha&#8217;s memory of Zosima saves him from a moment of self-destruction, or how Marcel Proust describes in <em>In Search of Lost Time </em>the resurrection of his hometown in the taste of the madeleine, or the torment of denying one&#8217;s past in Kazuo Ishiguro&#8217;s <em>The Remains of the Day</em>, memory is a near-omnipotent force which transfigures consciousness and cannot be resisted*.</p><p>Earlier, in response to Ivan&#8217;s admission of how he is headed to a &#8220;graveyard&#8221; of spiritual death, Alyosha remarks that the nature of joy lies in two parts: loving life beyond all meaning, and &#8220;resurrecting your dead, who may never have died.&#8221; His cryptic line about remembrance contains a second meaning: those &#8220;who may never have died&#8221; are, in fact, the living. Alyosha refers to those who are spiritually dead, having surrendered life and resigned to suffering, unable to show compassion for others and, therefore, themselves. This is seen in Lise&#8217;s dream of eating pineapple compote as she watches a boy being tortured, or in <em>Crime and Punishment </em>when Raskolnikov recognizes his inner death mirrored in Sonya. Zosima&#8217;s final homily emphasizes the interconnectedness of humanity &#8212; in the same way that memory is a transformative force for oneself, acts of unconditional love are a transformative force for others.</p><p>Richard Pevear in his Forward to <em>Notes From Underground</em> writes: </p><blockquote><p>Inner movement...is always a condition of spiritual good, though it may also be a source of suffering, division, disharmony, in this life. What moves may always rise.</p></blockquote><p>Across all of Dostoevsky&#8217;s works, characters are stirred to action by compassion amidst suffering; the sublime terror of death; and above all, the self-effacement of receiving a love you feel you don&#8217;t deserve, all of which culminate beautifully in Alyosha&#8217;s kiss of resurrection:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;So, Alyosha,&#8221; Ivan spoke in a firm voice, &#8220;if, indeed, I hold out for the sticky little leaves, I shall love them only remembering you.&#8221;</p></blockquote>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Coming soon]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is Margins of Dostoevsky.]]></description><link>https://www.marginsofdostoevsky.com/p/coming-soon</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.marginsofdostoevsky.com/p/coming-soon</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[HolyGuacamoleRavioli]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2026 19:11:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!0lpH!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fc52b5b29-45c9-4de2-a298-4f962ee11320_640x640.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is Margins of Dostoevsky.</p><p class="button-wrapper" data-attrs="{&quot;url&quot;:&quot;https://www.marginsofdostoevsky.com/subscribe?&quot;,&quot;text&quot;:&quot;Subscribe now&quot;,&quot;action&quot;:null,&quot;class&quot;:null}" data-component-name="ButtonCreateButton"><a class="button primary" href="https://www.marginsofdostoevsky.com/subscribe?"><span>Subscribe now</span></a></p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>