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Epilogue C3

When they began to fill in the grave, he suddenly began to point worriedly at the falling earth…and he suddenly fell quiet. At that point they reminded him that he must crumble the crust of bread, and he grew terribly agitated, whipped out the crust and began to break it in his fingers, throwing the morsels about the little grave: ‘Now come flying, little birds, now come flying, little sparrows!‘ he muttered, worriedly.

Epilogue, C2

‘Well, so this is what I have decided, Alyosha, listen!‘ he began again, having suppressed his excitement. ‘Grusha and I will go there – and at once we shall till the land, work, with the wild bears, in solitude, somewhere as far away as possible. After all, there too there will be a place that is far away!"

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E3: the funeral #thisistheend ?!? #ifeelcheated #cliffhangerending #thatpoorfamilythough #wedidit #thebros #hashtagbrigade #pemberlittens

Epilogue, 1

On the fifth day after Mitya‘s trial, very early in the morning, Alyosha arrived at Katerina Ivanovna‘s house in order to come to a final arrangement concerning a certain important matter and, in addition, with an errand to discuss with her. She sat and talked with him in that same room where once she had received Grushenka; near by, in the next room, Ivan Fyodorovich lay in acute fever and unconscious.

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E1: the aftermath #ivanisill #katyaiscaringforhim #theyhatchedanescapeplan #betterbreakouttheritahayworthposter #willkatyavisitD #staytuned #thebros #hashtagbrigade #pemberlittens

ch 12.11: the facts of the case #thisguyisgood #istillwonderaboutthatmoneythough #staytuned #thebros #hashtagbrigade #pemberlittens

Did I forget to post yesterday?!?
ch 12.10: and now the defense #imthroughwiththisguy #dispelalltheprosecutorscrap #butwillithelp #shortchapter #hallelujah #thebros #hashtagbrigade #pemberlittens

Had he stopped halfway through, this would have been a good story. The longer the tale went on, the more diversions to unrelated subjects. The ending was just ridiculous.

B12C9

Much frenzy, wild Karamazovian unrestraint and emotionality– & also something more, something that clamours in the heart; that something is conscience, its terrible gnawings! But the pistol is the only way out – I do not know whether Karamazov thought about “what will be there”, and is Karamazov capable of thinking, in Hamletian style, about what will be there? No,other lands have Hamlets, but ours has only Karamazovs!‘
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B12C8

‘but others, too, have testified to the same thing: the defendant himself, his brother and even the manservant Grigory, all those who might be expected to have known him most intimately. In addition to his being dispirited by the falling sickness, Smerdyakov was “cowardly as a hen”. “He fell at my feet and kissed them,” the defendant informed us, “he is a hen with the falling sickness”

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