Trifles, trifles are what matter! Why, it's just such trifles that always ruin everything….
 Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment (1867). copy citation

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Author Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Source Crime and Punishment
Topic importance details
Date 1867
Language English
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Note Translated by Constance Garnett
Weblink http://www.gutenberg.org/files/2554/2554-h/2554-h.htm

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“Nobody wears such a hat, it would be noticed a mile off, it would be remembered…. What matters is that people would remember it, and that would give them a clue. For this business one should be as little conspicuous as possible…. Trifles, trifles are what matter! Why, it's just such trifles that always ruin everything….»
He had not far to go; he knew indeed how many steps it was from the gate of his lodging house: exactly seven hundred and thirty. He had counted them once when he had been lost in dreams. At the time he had put no faith in those dreams and was only tantalising himself by their hideous but daring recklessness.” source

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