If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin.
IVAN TURGENEVI walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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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?
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Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.
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There are some moments in life, some feelings; one can only point to them and pass by.
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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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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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People without firmness of character love to make up a fate for themselves; that relieves them of the necessity of having their own will and of taking responsibility for themselves.
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Every man’s happiness is built on the unhappi-ness of another.
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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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Most people can’t understand how others can blow their noses differently than they do.
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One may speak about anything on earth with fire, with enthusiasm, with ecstasy, but one only speaks about oneself with avidity.
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Everyone needs help from everyone else.
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Nothing is worse and more hurtful than a happiness that comes too late.
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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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The past was a dream wasn’t it? And who ever remembers dreams?
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However much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
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