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If god doesn't exist then everything is permitted part four, book eleven chapter four.    Dostoevsky, Brothers Karamazov.                        It seems to me that Smurov's  brand of vigilant solipsism and his delusional idealism, that leads him to imagine that he can act with impunity, is a distorted play with Dostoevsky's sentence. Variants of such fantasies seem to open space to a lot of literary works of modern fiction as if everything were permitted to these writers...