"Bundan once ki romantik kusaktan bir genc kiz tanirdim. Adamin birine esrarli ask duyduktan sonra, onunla pekala en tatli bir bicimde evlenmek varken nedense kendi kendine bir takim asilmaz engeller uydurarak sonunda firtinali bir gecede kendini yuksek bir sahilden oldukca derin akintili bir irmaga atip bogulmustu. Bunu yuzde yuz kendine ozgu bir kaprisle sirf Shakespeare'in Othello'sina benzemek icin yapmistiı. Hatta cok onceden begenerek sectigi kayanin gorunumu o kadar guzel olmasaydida bunun yerine dumduz basit bir su kenari olsaydi, belki intihar gercekleşmezdi." Karamazov Kardesler
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"I knew a young lady of the last "romantic" generation who after some years of an enigmatic passion for a gentleman, whom she might quite easily have married at any moment, invented insuperable obstacles to their union, and ended by throwing herself one stormy night into a rather deep and rapid river from a high bank, almost a precipice, and so perished, entirely to satisfy her own caprice, and to be like Shakespeare's Ophelia. Indeed, if this precipice, a chosen and favourite spot of hers, had been less picturesque, if there had been a prosaic flat bank in its place, most likely the suicide would never have taken place."
