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.
IVAN TURGENEVYouth eats all the sugared fancy cakes and regards them as its daily bread. But there’ll come a time when you’ll start asking just for a crust.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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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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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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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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Most people can’t understand how others can blow their noses differently than they do.
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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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That’s what children are for—that their parents may not be bored.
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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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Go forward while you can, but if your strength fails you, sit down near the road and gaze without anger or envy at those who pass by. They don’t have far to go, either.
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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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We sit in the mud and reach for the stars.
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If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin.
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The past was a dream wasn’t it? And who ever remembers dreams?
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A person who gets angry at his own illness is sure to overcome it.
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I agree with no one’s opinion. I have some of my own.
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I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.
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