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What did I hope for, what did I expect, what rich future did I foresee, when the phantom of my first love, rising up for an instant, barely called forth one sigh, one mournful sentiment?

Ivan Turgenev

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
What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.
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Body Myself Table
Circumstances define us; they force us onto one road or another, and then they punish us for it.
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Circumstance Force Punishment Road
I don’t see why it’s impossible to express everything that’s on one’s mind.
IVAN TURGENEV

Expression Impossible Mindset Oneself
What’s important is that twice two is four and all the rest’s nonsense.
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Important Stupidity
Most people can’t understand how others can blow their noses differently than they do.
IVAN TURGENEV

Blow Different People Understand
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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Body Condition Feeling Himself Love Permission Possession Sick Soul Willing
Don’t force me into saying what I don’t want to say, and what I won’t say.
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Force Myself Talk
We’re young, we’re not monsters, no fools: we’ll conquer happiness for ourselves.
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Fools Happiness Monster Ourselves Young
A son is like a lopped off branch. As a falcon he comes when he wills and goes where he lists.
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Branch Himself Son Willing
I agree with no one’s opinion. I have some of my own.
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Myself Oneself Opinion
I only know that I feel tired, antiquated; I feel as though I had been living a long, long time.
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Feeling Live Myself Time
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
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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Curse Fate Happiness Hurt Precious Right Worst Yourself
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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Creation Destroy Nature Right
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

What did I hope for, what did I expect, what rich future did I foresee, when the phantom of my first love, rising up for an instant, barely called forth one sigh, one mournful sentiment?

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