I read this great passage yesterday in Crime and Punishment, which I have been reading for at least three months on and off:

“We always imagine eternity as something beyond our conception, something vast, vast! But why must it be vast? Instead of all that, what if it’s one little room, like a bath house in the country, black and grimy and spiders in every corner, and that’s all eternity is? I sometimes fancy it like that.”

– Svidrigalov from Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

It’s available on Gutenberg with a host of other texts in the public domain.