Meanderings of Yore

I meander between different genres of lit--lit which often happens to be from days of yore--and enjoy posting from many of said meanderings.

 

At age 17 (from a letter, 1839):

Man is a mystery. It must be solved, and if you spend all your life trying to solve it, you must not say the time was wasted; I occupy myself with this mystery, for I wish to be a man.

~Fyodor Dostoevsky, from Dostoevsky: A Self-Portrait, by Jessie Coulson