Just finished Dostoevsky’s “The Insulted and the Injured.” It’s generally regarded as his weakest novel. But having read as much Dostoevsky as I have, it seems to be layered with significance unlike any other work of his. 1/2

The book’s last lines, “It was all a dream... We could’ve been so happy together...” suggest a breaking away from his earlier romanticism and an imminent reckoning with human brokenness, which later he was known for. So all things considered, a lovely work of his.

Also, as an aside, it’s also the one work that seems most indebted to Dickens. End thread.