Love, I thought, is stronger than death or the fear of death. Only by it, by love, life holds together and advances.
IVAN TURGENEVHowever much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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Go forward while you can, but if your strength fails you, sit down near the road and gaze without anger or envy at those who pass by. They don’t have far to go, either.
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I agree with no one’s opinion. I have some of my own.
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Ah, but in time the heat of noontide passes, and to it there succeed nightfall and dusk, with a return to the quiet fold where for the weary an the heavy-laden there waits sleep, sweet sleep.
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I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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In days of doubt, in days of dreary musings on my country’s fate, you alone are my comfort and support, oh great, powerful, righteous, and free Russian language!
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The fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they’ve suddenly become nihilists.
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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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Nothing is worse and more hurtful than a happiness that comes too late. It can give no pleasure, yet it deprives you of that most precious of rights – the right to swear and curse at your fate!
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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 believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.
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Nature cares nothing for logic, our human logic: she has her own, which we do not recognize and do not acknowledge until we are crushed under its wheel.
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All human beings hang by a thread, an abyss may open under their feet at any moment, and yet they have to go and invent all sorts of difficulties for themselves and spoil their lives.
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Oh, gentle feelings, soft sounds, the goodness and the gradual stilling of a soul that has been moved; the melting happiness of the first tender, touching joys of love- where are you?
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Most people can’t understand how others can blow their noses differently than they do.
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Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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