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Notes from the Underground

Notes from the Underground

A razor-sharp confession from a man trapped underground.

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اللغة
English
الصفحات
34
المؤلف
Fyodor Dostoevsky
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جديد هنا؟ لا تحتاج إلى حساب، سننشئ لك واحداً في ثوانٍ عند الدفع. لديك حساب؟ سجّل الدخول

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  • • Hear an uncompromising anti-hero explain himself in his own words.
  • • Follow a mind that turns every feeling into analysis—and every analysis into paralysis.
  • • See how “consciousness,” revenge, and inertia spiral into self-contradiction.
  • • Question simple ideas about morality, reason, and inevitable progress.
  • • Experience a raw, unsettling portrait of alienation “in our society.”

الوصف

“Notes from the Underground” is a first-person, highly self-analytical narrative in which an embittered narrator—an intelligent man living in isolation—writes to expose himself and his society. In Part I, he insists he is sick, spiteful, and unattractive, yet cannot bring himself to act with straightforward malice. Instead, his overactive consciousness turns life into endless oscillation: he understands himself, argues with himself, and even turns his own degradation into a strange source of “enjoyment.” Through bitter reflections on conscience, inertia, “laws of nature,” revenge, and human motives, the narrator challenges the idea that people can be rationally improved or made good through simple systems. The result is a disturbing, memorable portrait of modern alienation.

فهرس المحتويات

Part I
I
II
III
Part I
I
II
III
IV
V
VI
VII
VIII
IX
X

معاينة

I am a sick man. ... I am a spiteful man. I am an unattractive man. I believe my liver is diseased. However, I know nothing at all about my disease, and do not know for certain what ails me. I don’t consult a doctor for it, and never have, though I have a respect for medicine and doctors. Besides, I am extremely superstitious, sufficiently so to respect medicine, anyway (I am well-educated enough not to be superstitious, but I am superstitious). No, I refuse to consult a doctor from spite. That you probably will not understand. Well, I understand it, though. Of course, I can’t explain who it is precisely that I am mortifying in this case by my spite: I am perfectly well aware that I cannot ‘pay out’ the doctors by not consulting them; I know better than anyone that by all this I am only injuring myself and no one else. But still, if I don’t consult a doctor it is from spite.
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