White Nights Short story by Fyodor Dostoevsky

White Nights Short story by Fyodor Dostoevsky

White Nights is a poignant short story by Fyodor Dostoevsky that explores themes of love, loneliness, and dreams. The narrative follows an unnamed dreamer in St. Petersburg who encounters a mysterious young woman named Nastenka. Their conversations reveal their deep emotional struggles and desires, set against the backdrop of the city's enchanting nights. Dostoevsky's exploration of human connection and the bittersweet nature of love resonates with readers, making this story a timeless classic. Ideal for literature enthusiasts and students studying Russian literature, this tale delves into the complexities of the human heart.

Key Points

  • Explores themes of love, loneliness, and dreams in St. Petersburg.
  • Follows the emotional journey of a dreamer and his connection with Nastenka.
  • Highlights Dostoevsky's unique narrative style and character development.
  • Examines the bittersweet nature of love and human connection.
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WhiteNights
ASentimentalStoryfromtheDiaryofaDreamer
FyodorDostoyevsky
TranslatedbyConstanceGarnett
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twasawonderfulnight,suchanightasisonlypossiblewhenweareyoung,
dearreader.Theskywassostarry,sobrightthat,lookingatit,onecouldnot
help asking oneself whether ill-humoured and capricious people could live
undersuchasky.Thatisayouthfulquestiontoo,dearreader,veryyouthful,but
maytheLordputitmorefrequentlyintoyourheart!...Speakingofcapricious
andill-humouredpeople,Icannothelprecallingmymoralconditionallthatday.
FromearlymorningIhadbeenoppressedbyastrangedespondency.Itsuddenly
seemedtomethatIwaslonely,thateveryonewasforsakingmeandgoingaway
fromme.Ofcourse,anyoneisentitledtoaskwho“everyone”was.ForthoughI
hadbeenlivingalmosteightyearsinPetersburgIhadhardlyanacquaintance.But
what did I want with acquaintances? I was acquainted with all Petersburg as it
was;thatwaswhyIfeltasthoughtheywerealldesertingmewhenallPetersburg
packedupand wenttoits summervilla.I felt afraidof being leftalone,and for
threewholedaysIwanderedaboutthetowninprofounddejection,notknowing
whattodowithmyself.WhetherIwalkedintheNevsky,wenttotheGardensor
sauntered on the embankment, there was not one face of those I had been
accustomedtomeetatthesametimeandplacealltheyear.They,ofcourse,do
not know me, but I know them. 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.IhavealmoststruckupafriendshipwithoneoldmanwhomI
meet every blessed day, at the same hour in Fontanka. Such a grave, pensive
countenance; he is always whispering to himself and brandishing his left arm,
while in his right hand he holds a long gnarled stick with a gold knob. He even
noticesmeandtakesawarminterestinme.IfIhappennottobeatacertaintime
inthesamespotinFontanka,Iamcertainhefeelsdisappointed.Thatishowitis
thatwealmostbowtoeachother,especiallywhenwearebothingoodhumour.
The other day, when we had not seen each other for two days and met on the
third, we were actually touching our hats, but, realizing in time, dropped our
handsandpassedeachotherwithalookofinterest.
Iknowthehousestoo.AsIwalkalongtheyseemtorunforwardinthestreets
tolookoutatmefromeverywindow,andalmosttosay:“Good-morning!Howdo
youdo?Iamquite well, thankGod,andIamtohaveanewstoreyinMay,”or,
FIRSTNIGHT
“Howareyou?Iambeingredecoratedto-morrow;”or,“Iwasalmostburntdown
and had such a fright,” and so on. I have my favourites among them, some are
dear friends; one of them intends to be treated by the architect this summer. I
shallgoeverydayonpurposetoseethattheoperationisnotafailure.Godforbid!
ButIshallneverforgetanincidentwithaveryprettylittlehouseofalightpink
colour.Itwassuchacharminglittlebrickhouse,itlookedsohospitablyatme,and
soproudlyatitsungainlyneighbours,thatmyheartrejoicedwheneverIhappened
topassit.SuddenlylastweekIwalkedalongthestreet,andwhenIlookedatmy
friend I heard a plaintive, “They are painting me yellow!” The villains! The
barbarians!Theyhadsparednothing,neithercolumns,norcornices,andmypoor
littlefriendwasasyellowasacanary.Italmostmademebilious.AndtothisdayI
havenothadthecouragetovisitmypoordisfiguredfriend,paintedthecolourof
theCelestialEmpire.
So now you understand, reader, in what sense I am acquainted with all
Petersburg.
IhavementionedalreadythatIhadfeltworriedforthreewholedaysbeforeI
guessedthecauseofmyuneasiness.AndIfeltillateaseinthestreet—thisone
had gone and that one had gone, and what had become of the other? — and at
homeIdidnotfeellikemyselfeither.FortwoeveningsIwaspuzzlingmybrains
tothinkwhatwasamiss in my corner;whyIfeltso uncomfortable in it.Andin
perplexityIscannedmygrimygreenwalls,myceilingcoveredwithaspider’sweb,
thegrowthofwhichMatronahassosuccessfullyencouraged.Ilookedoverallmy
furniture, examined every chair, wondering whether the trouble lay there (for if
onechairisnotstandinginthesamepositionasitstoodthedaybefore,Iamnot
myself).Ilookedatthewindow,butitwasallinvain...Iwasnotabitthebetter
forit!IevenbethoughtmetosendforMatrona,andwasgivinghersomefatherly
admonitions in regard to the spider’s web and sluttishness in general; but she
simplystaredatmeinamazementandwentawaywithoutsayingaword,sothat
thespider’swebiscomfortablyhanginginitsplacetothisday.Ionlyatlastthis
morning realized what was wrong. Aie! Why, they are giving me the slip and
makingofftotheirsummervillas!Forgivethetrivialityoftheexpression,butIam
innomoodforfinelanguage...foreverythingthathadbeeninPetersburghad
gone or was going away for the holidays; for every respectable gentleman of
dignifiedappearancewhotookacabwasatoncetransformed,inmyeyes,intoa
respectableheadofahouseholdwhoafterhisdailydutieswereover,wasmaking
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FAQs of White Nights Short story by Fyodor Dostoevsky

What is the main plot of White Nights?
White Nights follows an unnamed narrator, a dreamer living in St. Petersburg, who feels isolated and lonely. One night, he meets Nastenka, a young woman who is also struggling with her own feelings of love and longing. Their conversations reveal their vulnerabilities and desires, as they share their dreams and hopes for the future. The story culminates in a poignant exploration of love's complexities, as Nastenka's past and her feelings for another man complicate their budding relationship.
Who is Nastenka in White Nights?
Nastenka is a central character in Fyodor Dostoevsky's White Nights. She is a young woman who initially appears to be lost and searching for love, having been waiting for a man who has left her. Throughout her interactions with the dreamer, she reveals her emotional depth and vulnerability. Nastenka's character embodies the themes of longing and the desire for connection, making her a poignant figure in the narrative.
What themes are explored in White Nights?
White Nights delves into several profound themes, including love, loneliness, and the nature of dreams. The story highlights the emotional struggles of its characters, particularly the dreamer and Nastenka, as they navigate their feelings of isolation and yearning for connection. Additionally, the narrative examines the bittersweet nature of love, portraying how dreams can both uplift and torment individuals. Dostoevsky's exploration of these themes resonates deeply with readers, making the story a timeless reflection on the human experience.
How does the setting influence the story in White Nights?
The setting of St. Petersburg plays a crucial role in White Nights, enhancing the story's emotional depth and atmosphere. The city's enchanting, starry nights serve as a backdrop for the dreamer's introspection and encounters with Nastenka. The contrast between the beauty of the city and the characters' inner turmoil underscores the themes of isolation and longing. Dostoevsky's vivid descriptions of the setting create a dreamlike quality that mirrors the characters' emotional states, making the city almost a character in its own right.

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