Great God, grant that twice two be not four.
IVAN TURGENEVWhat’s terrible is that there’s nothing terrible, that the very essence of life is petty, uninteresting, and degradingly trite.
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Nature creates while destroying, and doesn’t care whether it creates or destroys as long as life isn’t extinguished, as long as death doesn’t lose its rights.
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Love isn’t actually a feeling at all–it’s an illness, a certain condition of body and soul…. Usually it takes possession of someone without his permission, all of a sudden, against his will–just like cholera or a fever.
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Love, I thought, is stronger than death or the fear of death. Only by it, by love, life holds together and advances.
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What’s terrible is that there’s nothing terrible, that the very essence of life is petty, uninteresting, and degradingly trite.
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I don’t see why it’s impossible to express everything that’s on one’s mind.
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I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.
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We Russians have assigned ourselves no other task in life but the cultivation of our own personalities, and when we’re barely past childhood, we set to work to cultivate them, those unfortunate personalities.
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Who among us has the strength to oppose petty egoism, those petty good feelings, pity and remorse?
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I am a flirt: I have no heart: I have an actor’s nature.
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If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin.
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I’m incapable of describing the feeling with which I left. I wouldn’t want it ever to be repeated, but I would have considered myself unfortunate if I’d never experienced it.
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It’s all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness, art.
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Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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Every man’s happiness is built on the unhappi-ness of another.
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The temerity to believe in nothing.
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