Who among us has the strength to oppose petty egoism, those petty good feelings, pity and remorse?
IVAN TURGENEVEach 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.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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I agree with no one’s opinion. I have some of my own.
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The temerity to believe in nothing.
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I’m incapable of describing the feeling with which I left. I wouldn’t want it ever to be repeated, but I would have considered myself unfortunate if I’d never experienced it.
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So long as one’s just dreaming about what to do, one can soar like an eagle and move mountains, it seems, but as soon as one starts doing it one gets worn out and tired.
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I never started from ideas but always from character.
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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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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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That’s what children are for—that their parents may not be bored.
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Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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Everyone needs help from everyone else.
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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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Every man’s happiness is built on the unhappi-ness of another.
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Sternly, remorselessly, fate guides each of us; only at the beginning, when we’re absorbed in details, in all sorts of nonsense, in ourselves, are we unaware of its harsh hand.
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Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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