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Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.

Ivan Turgenev

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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Country Day Doubt Fate Freedom Language Myself
I don’t see why it’s impossible to express everything that’s on one’s mind.
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Expression Impossible Mindset Oneself
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
Each individual is more or less dimly aware of his significance, is aware that he’s something innately superior, something eternal–and lives, is obligated to live, in the moment and for the moment.
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Aware Forever Moments Obligation Spiritual
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
I’ve become convinced that every person should treat himself strictly and even rudely and distrustfully; it’s difficult to tame the beast in oneself.
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Convince Difficult Oneself Person Treat
I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.
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Achievement Flower Love Myself Production
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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Expectation Future Hope Instant Mourn Oneself Rise
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
In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.
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Beginning Love Myself
I was afraid of looking into my heart…afraid of thinking seriously about anything…I did not want to know whether I was loved, and I did not want to admit to myself that I was not loved.
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Admit Afraid Heart Love Myself
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
If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin.
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Beginning Moments Patience Wait
You may live a long while with some people and be on friendly terms with them and never speak openly with them from your soul.
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Friendly Live People Soul Yourself
A person who gets angry at his own illness is sure to overcome it.
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Angry Come Himself Person
I do not know what the heart of a bad man is like. But i do know what the heart of a good man is like. And it is terrible.
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Bad Goodness Heart Man Myself Terrible

Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.

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