Sonya Kovalevsky; Her Recollections of Childhood

Sonya Kovalevsky; Her Recollections of Childhood

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1895 edition. Excerpt: ...I could not see them now. A hitherto unknown sensation of bitterness, insult, and shame filled my soul to overflowing, and especially the shame and insult. Up to that moment I had not, even in my most secret thoughts, accounted to myself for the nature of my feelings toward Dostoevsky, and had never said to myself that I was in love with him. Although I was only thirteen years old, I had already heard and read a good deal about love, but for some reason or other it had seemed to me that people fell in love in books, but not in real life. As for Dostoevsky, I had imagined that things would always go on all our lives as they had been going on for the last three months. "And all at once, at one blow, all is ended!" I kept repeating to myself in my despair; and only now, when all seemed to me irretrievably lost, did I clearly understand how happy I had been all those days--those evenings--to-day--a few moments ago. But now--good God--now! Even now I did not tell myself plainly what had changed, what had come to an end. I only felt that everything had lost its bloom for me; that life was no longer worth living! "And why did they make a fool of me; why did they make a secret of it; why did they dissemble?" I reproached them with unjust wrath. "Well, let him love her, let him marry her, what business is it of mine?" I said to myself several seconds later; but my tears still continued to flow, and in my heart I felt the same pain, which was new to me. Time passed. Now I would have liked to have Aniuta come to me. I was angry with her because she did not come. "I might be dead for all they care! Heavens! What if I were really to die!" And suddenty I felt inexpressibly sorry for myself, and tears flowed...show more

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  • Paperback | 82 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 163g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236984056
  • 9781236984050