Highlights from "White Nights"
By Fyodor Dostoyevsky and Lingua Spark

I walked and sang, because when I'm happy, I invariably hum something to myself, like any happy person who has neither friends nor good acquaintances and who, in a joyful moment, has no one to share his joy with.
I'm a dreamer; I have so little real life that I consider moments like this, like now, so rare that I can't help but replay them in my dreams.
— Precisely because I know you, I invite you tomorrow,
But for the time being, this formidable time has not yet come—he desires nothing, because he is above desires, because he has everything, because he is satiated, because he is himself the artist of his life and creates it for himself every hour according to a new whim.
if I had already loved you for twenty years, I still wouldn't love you more than I do now!