Τhe Idiot

Παραθέτω ένα μικρό απόσπασμα από τον Ηλίθιο του Ντοστογιέφσκι. 

Myshkin was sitting beside him motionless on the floor, and every time the delirious man broke into screaming or babble, he hastened to pass his trembling hand softly over his hair and cheeks, as though caressing and soothing him. But by now he could understand no questions he was asked and did not recognise the people surrounding him; and if Schneider himself had come from Switzerland to look at his former pupil and patient, remembering the condition in which Myshkin had sometimes been during the first year of his stay in Switzerland, he would have flung up his hands in despair and would have said as he did then, "An idiot!"

The Idiot, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Wordsworth Classics