"Tell me yourself, I challenge you—answer. Imagine that you are creating
a fabric of human destiny with the object of making men happy in
the end, giving them peace and rest at last, but that it was essential
and inevitable to torture to death only one tiny creature—that
baby beating its breast with its fist, for instance—and to found
that edifice on its unavenged tears, would you consent to be the
architect on those conditions? Tell me, and tell the truth.”
“No, I wouldn't consent,” said Alyosha softly.