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Circumstances define us; they force us onto one road or another, and then they punish us for it.

Ivan Turgenev

Significance is sweet.
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One Liner Sweet
Youth eats all the sugared fancy cakes and regards them as its daily bread. But there’ll come a time when you’ll start asking just for a crust.
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Eat Regard Time Yourself Youth
Every man’s happiness is built on the unhappi-ness of another.
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Built Happiness Man
Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.
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Death Deep Encounter Joke New
Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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Appetite Sick Spoil
There is a sweetness in being the sole source, the autocratic and irresponsible cause of the greatest joy and profoundest pain to another.
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Autocracy Greatness Pain Reason Source Sweet
That is what poetry can do. It speaks to us of what does not exist, which is not only better than what exists, but even more like the truth.
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Better Existence Poetry Talk Truth
Who among us has the strength to oppose petty egoism, those petty good feelings, pity and remorse?
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Ego Feeling Goodness Strength
I was as happy as a fish in water, and I could have stayed in that room for ever, have never left that place.
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Happiness Myself Place Room Stay Water
He was the soul of politeness to everyone — to some with a hint of aversion, to others with a hint of respect.
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Himself Polite Respect Soul
So long as one’s just dreaming about what to do, one can soar like an eagle and move mountains, it seems, but as soon as one starts doing it one gets worn out and tired.
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Dreams Oneself Soar Start Tired
Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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Bird Fairy Tale Feed
Behind me there are already so many memories Lots of memories, but no point in remembering them, and ahead of me a long, long road with nothing to aim for I just don’t want to go along it.
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Goal Memories Myself Point Remember Road
That’s what children are for—that their parents may not be bored.
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Bored Children Parents
So many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me – a long, long road without a goal.
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Goal Memories Myself Worth
To desire and expect nothing for oneself and to have profound sympathy for others is genuine holiness.
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Desire Expectation Genuine Holy Sympathy

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