Dostoyevsky, Fyodor, 1821-1881; Dostoyevsky, Fyodor, 1821-1881 -- Criticism and interpretation
“In spite of the terror which I detected in her myself, Katerina
Nikolaevna has always from the first cherished a certain reverence and
admiration for the nobility of Andrey Petrovitch’s principles and the
loftiness of his mind.... In his letter he gave her the most solemn
and chivalrous promises that she should have nothing to fear--she
responding with the same heroic feelings. There may have been a sort of
chivalrous rivalry on both sides.”[59]
“There is nothing in it to fret your vanity,” said Elizabeth to
Stavrogin: “The day before yesterday when I ‘insulted’ you before
everyone and you answered me so chivalrously, I went home and guessed
at once that you were running away from me because you were married,
and not from contempt for me, which, as a fashionable young lady, I
dreaded more than anything,” adding by way of conclusion, “Anyhow, it
eases our vanity.”[60]
His women, even more so than his characters of the other sex, are ever
moved and determined by considerations of pride. Look at Raskolnikov’s
sister, Nastasya Filippovna and Aglaïa Epantchin in _The Idiot_,
Elizabeth Nikolaïevna in _The Possessed_, and Katerina Ivanovna in _The
Karamazovs_!
But, by an inversion which I make bold to describe as inspired by
the New Testament, the most abject characters are nearer the Kingdom
of Heaven than the noblest. To such a degree is Dostoevsky’s work
dominated by these profound truths. “_God resisteth the proud, but
giveth grace to the humble._”--“_For the Son of man is come to save
that which was lost._”
On the one hand, denial and surrender of the self; on the other,
affirmation of the personality, the _will to power_, an exaggerated
loftiness of sentiment. And take due note of this fact; in Dostoevsky’s
novels, the _will to power_ leads inevitably to ruin.
M. Souday recently accused me of sacrificing, indeed, of immolating
Balzac to Dostoevsky. Need I protest? My admiration of Dostoevsky is
certainly fervent, but I do not think I am blinded by it. I readily
agree that Balzac’s creations surpass the Russian novelist’s in
their diversity, and that his _Comédie Humaine_ is the more varied.
Dostoevsky certainly goes deeper and touches more important points than
any other author, but we can admit that his characters are one and all
cut from the same cloth. Pride and humility! these hidden reagents
never change, although by graduating the doses of them, we obtain
reactions that are infinitely rich and minutely varied in colour.
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