One may speak about anything on earth with fire, with enthusiasm, with ecstasy, but one only speaks about oneself with avidity.
IVAN TURGENEVI believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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The temerity to believe in nothing.
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A son is like a lopped off branch. As a falcon he comes when he wills and goes where he lists.
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I was afraid of looking into my heart…afraid of thinking seriously about anything…I did not want to know whether I was loved, and I did not want to admit to myself that I was not loved.
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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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I only know that I feel tired, antiquated; I feel as though I had been living a long, long time.
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Nature creates while destroying, and doesn’t care whether it creates or destroys as long as life isn’t extinguished, as long as death doesn’t lose its rights.
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The word tomorrow was invented for indecisive people and for children.
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I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.
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I share no man’s opinions; I have my own.
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We sit in the mud and reach for the stars.
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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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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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We’re young, we’re not monsters, no fools: we’ll conquer happiness for ourselves.
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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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It’s all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness, art.
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