I didn’t expect Dostoevsky’s work to be so light, heartwarming, and joyful to read at all. After all the bitterness in Folk People, I really enjoyed White Nights and the way the protagonist is portrayed.
The writing is smooth; the emotions flow out like a waterfall, which makes it easy to understand what the protagonist is feeling. As someone who lies in bed before sleep with all these illusions drifting through my mind, I can imagine how much joy he gains from living in his imaginary world—and how disappointing the actual world can be.
Although some of my friends feel bad when the girl leaves him, I share the delight the protagonist feels. There is something good to live for in the world, after all.
by dongludi