That’s what children are for—that their parents may not be bored.
IVAN TURGENEVSo many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me – a long, long road without a goal.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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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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Significance is sweet.
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What’s important is that twice two is four and all the rest’s nonsense.
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Death is like a fisherman, who, having caught a fish in his net, leaves it in the water for a time; the fish continues to swim about, but all the while the net is round it, and the fisherman will snatch it out in his own good time.
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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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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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I never started from ideas but always from character.
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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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I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.
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So many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me – a long, long road without a goal.
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We’re young, we’re not monsters, no fools: we’ll conquer happiness for ourselves.
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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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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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