" You ought not to give way to grief.

Your sorrow is a great one, but you ought to find consolation.

" "I am crushed, I am annihilated, I am no longer a man!" said Alexey Alexandrovitch, letting go her hand, but still gazing into her brimming eyes.

" My position is so awful because I can find nowhere, I cannot find within me strength to support me.

" "You will find support; seek it--not in me, though I beseech you to believe in my friendship," she said, with a sigh.