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However much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.

Ivan Turgenev

The past was a dream wasn’t it? And who ever remembers dreams?
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Dreams Past Remember
That is what poetry can do. It speaks to us of what does not exist, which is not only better than what exists, but even more like the truth.
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Better Existence Poetry Talk Truth
In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.
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Beginning Love Myself
Most people can’t understand how others can blow their noses differently than they do.
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Blow Different People Understand
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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Character Fate Necessary People Responsibility Willing
I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
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Heaven Myself
Everyone needs help from everyone else.
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Company Help Need Support
I never started from ideas but always from character.
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Character Ideas Myself Start
I don’t see why it’s impossible to express everything that’s on one’s mind.
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Expression Impossible Mindset Oneself
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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Childhood Cultivation Life Ourselves Past Personality Task
Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
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Death Yourself
I was as happy as a fish in water, and I could have stayed in that room for ever, have never left that place.
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Happiness Myself Place Room Stay Water
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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Equality Miracle Person Prayer
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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Feeling Joy Love Soft Soul Sound Touch Yourself
So many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me – a long, long road without a goal.
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Goal Memories Myself Worth
The temerity to believe in nothing.
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Believe One Liner

However much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.

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