The essence of Dostoevsky's "Crime and punishment" is inversely opposed to Nabokov's lolita. If Nabokov's evil was beautiful and love for him became a source of suffering, Dostoevsky's evil is disgusting, but hatred for him also does not lead to anything good. That you love beautiful evil, that you hate disgusting evil, you will still go to hell, and there will be no other way.
Self-destruction is joy for many criminals. Their pain and fear of life make them unconsciously wish to run away, they want everything to come to an end… They do whatever it takes to end up caught and punished.
Punishments generate power, because they drive out cowardice and lies from people. A person gets better. Likes-means beats. We love those who beat us, because they make us better, stronger, more honest...
The one who judges thinks himself superior, thinks himself a judge, and therefore falls into pride, because we are all equal to each other. Even more painful is the one who, in his pride, judges God, trying to judge reality.
God is love. God is the law. Violation of the laws of love is called pride and inevitably fills a person's life with fear and suffering. The lawbreaker may avoid retribution, but he cannot escape from fear and anxiety. Criminals do not sleep well, their life begins to resemble a dream, and their dreams are nightmares. You have to drown out your fears with vices, and vices are a direct ticket to hell.
Your unwillingness to pay for your sins only increases your suffering. Remember, it is one thing for you to have nothing to pay for your sins, and quite another for your pride to interfere with your repentance. God is merciful and forgives those who have nothing to pay, but those who do not want to pay will be punished terribly.
Zeige Demut vor dem Gesetz. Achte das Gesetz und Teufel berührt dich nicht. Teufel ist die Polizei. Hölle ist die Strafe für Sünden. Ich erinnere daran, dass die Hauptsünden Arroganz, Lüge und Geiz sind. – Und was mit der Mordtat? Ein Lügner ist Mörder, er tötet Gott, Gott ist die Wahrheit. Geizkragen ist Mörder, er tötet Schönheit, Gott ist Schönheit. Arroganter Mensch ist Mörder, er tötet Demut, Demut ist Liebe, Liebe ist Gott.