On this day, Feb. 9, 1881, Fyodor Dostoevsky breathed his last. His dying wish? For his children to be gathered around him and read a story. It was his final lesson to his children, and it is the key to understanding his work. Thread 👇

RT @CoffeewClassics: Which are you going to be? from Seneca, Letter 114

@dkb12316528 I *think* at least some of those are Barnes and Noble Children’s Collectible editions.

@KingBolingbroke Oh, then you won’t be interested in my “10 Lifehacks from Hamlet” thread… disappointing. 😂

RT @CoffeewClassics: Quite a list. What would you add?

This is cool. Inspired to maybe make my own.

Which are you going to be? from Seneca, Letter 114

Death has dragged off little Theodotia…

RT @CoffeewClassics: Timeline cleanse.

RT @CoffeewClassics: Don’t make me tap the sign.

Duo should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.

@BlondB00 @InfiniteB88ks @DylanoA4 Perfectly captures the worldview difference between Lewis and Hemingway.

Don’t make me tap the sign.

@educatedandfree Right, I don’t hate on Hardy, but I think there’s a kernel of truth in the critique that a lot of “realist” fiction’s pessimism is itself a fantasy.

Timeline cleanse.