Thou judgest of men too highly here, again, for though rebels they be, they are born slaves and nothing more irony.
Christianity tells us to love one another, for we are all children of God. However, the reality is not that fortunate. Some people develop a certain obsession with dogma and – as the result of it – start believing that the rest of world is going to rot in hell. The Grand Inquisitor is that kind of man. He is so convinced that people are unworthy creatures that he accuses Christ of not being harsher on them. He says, “Thou judgest of men too highly here, again, for though rebels they be, they are born slaves and nothing more irony.”
For what should one live at all?
The Grand Inquisitor suffers by his own hand. He has lost his belief in people, got disappointed in the religion, and the world itself seems to be so dull and cruel. He doesn’t stop questioning himself, pondering over religious issues, trying to find an answer to numerous questions that bother him. He tries to solve “the mystery of human being.” So far he has come to a conclusion that it doesn’t “solely rest in the desire to live.” However, there is still one problem left. He doesn’t “for what” one should live.
Oh, never, never, will they learn to feed themselves without our help!
The Grand Inquisitor’s main task is to save people’s souls. He is a soldier in the army of God; he considers himself a guardian of faith. It seems that the man develops a savior complex. Hatred for everyone who dares to disobey him destroys him slowly. He does both love and hate people, just like he loves and hates God. No matter how much emotional discomfort his duty causes him, the Grand Inquisitor can’t stop, for he doesn’t believe either in free will or people’s ability to make right choices. He continues to repeat that “never, never, will they learn to feed themselves without our help!”
