Leo Tolstoy,
A Confession (Maude's translation…
(1882)
“ I came to love good people, hated myself, and confessed the truth. Now all became clear to me.What if an executioner passing his whole life in torturing people and cutting off their heads, or a hopeless drunkard, or a madman settled for life in a dark room which he has fouled and imagines that he would perish if he left—what if he asked himself: 'What is life?' Evidently he could get no other reply to that question than that life is the greatest evil, and the madman's answer would be perfectly correct, but only as applied to himself. What if I am such a madman? ”
