Ως ενα μικρό κομμάτι απο μια μεγάλη ιστορία "οι αδελφοί Καραμαζοβ" ειναι εκπληκτικο.
Πως μπορεις να αντισταθεις και να μην διαβασεις ολοκληρο ??νομιζω δεν μπορεις.
Απο τα βιβλια που κάθε φορά που τα διαβαζεις παίρνεις και κάτι διαφορετικό.

Powerful and beautiful. Do you choose to trust in the goodness and strength of mankind, and in the infinite potential of God in everyone including yourself? Or do you believe more in human frailty and weakness, seeking only safety, certainty, paternalistic love and unquestioning obedience? The Grand Inquisitor deepened my understanding of the gift and burden of choice, agency and freedom. It demands not only faith in God or the Universe, but also an extension of that same faith applied to oneself, that you can choose the path of love, of uncertainty, of questioning and learning, of suffering and growth. Love is not control. God is love.

Simplesmente brilhante!

It's difficult to say anything as it would give the ending away, but I think it's a brilliantly ironic and satirical parable.

I read this in college. I don't remember which translation it was, but I just downloaded the free edition translated by Helena Petrovna Blavatsky (!) (If you don't know the meaning of that exclamation mark, don't worry about it.) It's a good read.

Now, the rest is my rambling about the so-called must-read books.
I guess there are several types of people who check such books and their lists:
1) Honest, good-hearted people who want to read but need help finding good books to read
2) Snobs who want to be considered well-read
3) Those who study literature (at school or privately)
4) Writers who wish to improve their writing by reading worthy books
5) Booksellers and publishers
(One person might belong to multiple of these categories. As with any categorization, some generalization cannot be helped.)

1) is exactly what GR is about, or supposed to be about. Gazillions of people write reviews to help others find books. The problem of must-read book lists is that they are impersonal.

Each reader is different. Again, for the sake of discussion, let me simplify and categorize them into two:
i) those who are focused on the problems of the world/humanity and impressed with detailed, realistic stories about them
ii) those who appreciate something beyond the problems of this reality (such as beauty, humor, etc.)
Dostoyevsky is for the first group. (Mostly. This little portion from The Brothers Karamazov is a relief.) Those who are in the second group, like myself, would get fed up with the ongoing assault of grievous details; Don't we already know how irrational and petty humans are?

Some people might argue that, by reading wide range of books, we enrich ourselves. Maybe, but I doubt it. We don't really change. We might adopt some new ideas or attitude, but that's not real change.

Case 2). In a sense, this can be considered a good vanity. (After all, I don't have the guts to intentionally appear stupid. I appear stupid enough times without intention.) It won't hurt as long as the person knows it's about fueling the ego. I mean, it is fun to discuss books, and in order to do so, we must have some kind of common ground as the basis of discussion. The must-read books serve as that common ground.
(The problem is that snobs never offer honest feedback. Why would they have to admit they didn't like a well-known masterpiece and risk being considered as idiot?)

Case 3). The main problem is that most best-book lists are biased. The term "western canon" says it; there is more to the world than Europe-North America. Many lists are male-centered as well. And somewhat old. (Or focused on the recent "bestsellers.") But yes, if you read as a way to study, there are certain books you really cannot skip.

For group 4), I don't have much to say. I belong to this group, and I'd be interested in what others have to say.
What little I've gathered is that reading (a lot) is not enough. Read the books I find wonderful over and over. Even hand-copy some of the passages (per Ray Bradbury, and sure enough, he wrote well.) Read the favorite authors' works as thoroughly as possible (per Hideo Kobayashi). Dare to read little known books (per Haruki Murakami).

But then, book industry prompts you to read more. What they really mean is to buy more books. (As if libraries don't exist.)

I'll end my rambling with a quote by someone smarter:

When we read, another person thinks for us: we merely repeat his mental process. In learning to write, the pupil goes over with his pen what the teacher has outlined in pencil: so in reading; the greater part of the work of thought is already done for us. This is why it relieves us to take up a book after being occupied with our own thoughts. And in reading, the mind is, in fact, only the playground of another’s thoughts. So it comes about that if anyone spends almost the whole day in reading, and by way of relaxation devotes the intervals to some thoughtless pastime, he gradually loses the capacity for thinking; just as the man who always rides, at last forgets how to walk. This is the case with many learned persons: they have read themselves stupid.
― Arthur Schopenhauer, Essays and Aphorisms

Oh Dostoyevsky - you be so naughty!

Either religion is a sham, or, more intriguingly, the iron law of religion is God's gift of happiness.

By the way, this book is excerpted from the Brothers Karazmov. So if you buy that, locate this passage - you can read it out of context.
I have never read this passage IN context, so I have no idea how it links to the story. It seems to me that it may stand alone easily.

I’ve never read something that perfectly summed up my thoughts on religion like this

جزء مقتطف من رواية الاخوة كارامازوف حيث يعود المسيح إلى الحياة ويقوم بمعجزات من بعدها يقوم المفتش الأعظم بسجنه بنية إعدامه و قبل ذلك يجري بينهم حوار طويل يقوده هذا المفتش في صمت تام للمسيح، حيث يتساءل عن فكرة الحرية التي تمنح الإيمان قوته وفي الوقت ذاته تضعه موقع المساءلة، المفتش الأعظم ليس بملحد ولكن يتم تصويره كأنه رجل دين يسرق الدين و صمت المسيح ربما هو زيادة مسحة الغموض التي يتم تسمية الإيمان بها وقبلة المسيح الأخيرة هي انعكاس المحبة في الدين ، اغامبين يقول ان السطر الاخير في القصيدة هو أصعب جزئية فيها وهكذا كان السطر الاخير في قصيدة إيفان كارامازوف

Phenomenal !
This one brought my attention to the book
'The Brothers Karamazov' which I never forget to read. But waiting for the right time i.e. isolation with less work pressure, partially underground as one can't be completely before time.

Fantastische Erzählung über die Verbindung von Glauben, Freiheit und dem menschlichen Sein an sich. Lest den Shit!

Otro libro que leí gracias a mi profesor de U.

Esta vez, me topé con un cuento de Fyodor que hasta fecha no había leído y poco tenía en mi radar. A pesar de lo corto que es, desata un diálogo bastante impacte sobre la manipulación, fe, debilidad y ciega esperanza. Mientras me inunde en sus páginas, llegué a una sorpresa tras otras, cayendo en una espiral de dudas, bastante existencial si debo admitirlo.

Me impactó, a un nivel desconocido pero que me alegro haber tocado. Si alguien tiene la oportunidad de toparse con esta lectura, no dude ni por un momento el leerla.

Breve relato que pertenece a la novela "Los hermanos Karamázov", pero que a menudo se edita por separado, sobre la fe, Dios y la Iglesia.