What! can I believe him? Never! No, everything is over, everything that once made my comfort, the reward of my work, and my sufferings....

Would you believe it, I was teaching Grisha just now: once this was a joy to me, now it is a torture.

What have I to strive and toil for? Why are the children here? What's so awful is that all at once my heart's turned, and instead of love and tenderness, I have nothing but hatred for him; yes, hatred.