Notes from Underground
“I am a sick man … I am a spiteful man,” a nameless voice cries out. And so, from underground, emerge the passionate confessions of a suffering man; the painful self-examination of a tormented soul; the bristling scorn of a lonely individual who has become one of the greatest antiheroes in all literature.
In 1864, just prior to the years in which he wrote his greatest novels—Crime and Punishment, T...
“I am a sick man … I am a spiteful man,” a nameless voice cries out. And so, from underground, emerge the passionate confessions of a suffering man; the painful self-examination of a tormented soul; the bristling scorn of a lonely individual who has become one of the greatest antiheroes in all literature.
In 1864, just prior to the years in which he wrote his greatest novels—Crime and Punishment, T...
