"So you find something ridiculous in the form itself?" Stravogin insisted.
"And in the substance. The ugliness of it will kill it," Tikhon said in a whisper, looking down.
"Ugliness! What ugliness?"
"Of the crime. There are ugly crimes. Crimes, whatever they be, the more blood, the more horror in them, the more imposing they are, so to say, more picturesque. But there are crimes shameful, disgraceful, past all horror, they are, so to say, almost too inelegant..."
From the Possessed, F. Dostoevsky.
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