Read some more Russian literature in the last couple of days.
First, The Gambler by Dostoevsky. I generally liked it, although not as much as his great novels and it's a bit rough around the sketches, but still very good. It's basically about a man who is torn between his love and passions and loses everything because he gets addicted to roulette. I think the characters in this were really fleshed out, I especially liked the baboushka.
Then I read Dostoevsky's first novel called "Poor Folk" (it's contained in the red The Double volume in the picture), it's a novel in letters and it was heart-breaking. This is much more of a social novel about the living conditions and mentality of poor people than his later works. But I loved the characters, especially Makar and really felt with him, had tears in my eyes at the end. Very good.
Yesterday I then read the novella Death of Ivan Ilyich by Tolstoy. At first I didn't understand where this whole story would lead to, but at the end I realized this is one of the most profound and meaningful novellas I ever read. It's about a guy who is dying and his struggle with death. How he at first rejects it, how the whole society is lying to him, saying he's not really dying, in the end experiencing defeat and accepting death while in the process he realizes the life he has led was not quite right. Great tale.