I am a flirt: I have no heart: I have an actor’s nature.
IVAN TURGENEVA poet must be a psychologist, but a secret one: he should know and feel the roots of phenomena but present only the phenomena themselves in full bloom or as they fade away.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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The temerity to believe in nothing.
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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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Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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It was only the vulgarly mediocre that repelled her.
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The fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they’ve suddenly become nihilists.
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A person who gets angry at his own illness is sure to overcome it.
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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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The word tomorrow was invented for indecisive people and for children.
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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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However much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
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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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Most people can’t understand how others can blow their noses differently than they do.
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I never started from ideas but always from character.
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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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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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