What is the purpose of human existence? Does the victory of the mind mean the fading of passion? Are we governed by desires or interests? What is the cause of luster that accompanies some people? And the light of some of them dimmed, regardless of its value? Which is more prevalent, a person lies to himself or to others? And to what extent can a person believe his lies? The form that we see a person how much represents his truth? Is the insult may push the person to the gutter?
What causes a sick personality like that mentioned by Dostoevsky?
Is he oppressed or unjust?
Is it worth pity or hate and contempt??
Are some people really that nothing can change, not even love??
finally..
Does a person despise himself because he is bad... or does he become bad because he despises himself??
A storm of questions raised by Dostoyevsky through his novel, and he surrounded the features of his personality in a genius way, in front of which I have nothing but to stand amazed.
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