I was as happy as a fish in water, and I could have stayed in that room for ever, have never left that place.
IVAN TURGENEVTime, as is well known, sometimes flies like a bird and sometimes crawls like a worm, but human beings are generally particularly happy when they don’t notice whether it’s passing quickly or slowly.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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Nothing is worse and more hurtful than a happiness that comes too late.
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In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.
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Great God, grant that twice two be not four.
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Whatever a person may pray for, that person prays for a miracle. Every prayer comes down to this – Almighty God, grant that two times two not equal four.
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It’s all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness, art.
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Love, I thought, is stronger than death or the fear of death. Only by it, by love, life holds together and advances.
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However much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
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All human beings hang by a thread, an abyss may open under their feet at any moment, and yet they have to go and invent all sorts of difficulties for themselves and spoil their lives.
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The fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they’ve suddenly become nihilists.
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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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Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.
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Bazarov drew himself up haughtily. “I don’t adopt any one’s ideas; I have my own.
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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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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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Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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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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I never started from ideas but always from character.
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We Russians have assigned ourselves no other task in life but the cultivation of our own personalities, and when we’re barely past childhood, we set to work to cultivate them, those unfortunate personalities.
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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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Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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I’ve become convinced that every person should treat himself strictly and even rudely and distrustfully; it’s difficult to tame the beast in oneself.
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Belonging to oneself–the whole essence of life lies in that.
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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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Time, as is well known, sometimes flies like a bird and sometimes crawls like a worm, but human beings are generally particularly happy when they don’t notice whether it’s passing quickly or slowly.
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It was only the vulgarly mediocre that repelled her.
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