White Nights and Other Stories / The Novels of Fyodor Dostoevsky, Volume X

I know them intimately, I have almost made a study of their faces, and am delighted when they are gay, and downcast when they are under a cloud.

A sentimental story from the diary of a dreamer.

seemed they had forgotten me, as though really I were a stranger to them!

seemed they had forgotten me, as though really I were a stranger to them!

It suddenly seemed to me that I was lonely, that every one was forsaking me and going away from me.