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

Ivan Turgenev

The word tomorrow was invented for indecisive people and for children.
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Children Indecision People Word
Significance is sweet.
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One Liner Sweet
I’m through with Tolstoy. He has ceased to exist for me…. If I eat a bowl of soup and like it, I know by that fact alone and with absolute certainty that Tolstoy will find it bad, and vice versa.
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Alone Bad Existence Fact Myself
I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.
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Achievement Flower Love Myself Production
The fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they’ve suddenly become nihilists.
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Atheist Fact Simplicity
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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Description Experience Feeling Myself Repeat
I only know that I feel tired, antiquated; I feel as though I had been living a long, long time.
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Feeling Live Myself Time
Ah, but in time the heat of noontide passes, and to it there succeed nightfall and dusk, with a return to the quiet fold where for the weary an the heavy-laden there waits sleep, sweet sleep.
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Heat heavy Pass Return Sleep Time Wait
We sit in the mud and reach for the stars.
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Reach Stars
It was only the vulgarly mediocre that repelled her.
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Average Herself Mediocre Vulgar
Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.
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Death Deep Encounter Joke New
It’s all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness, art.
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Art Romanticism Stupidity
To desire and expect nothing for oneself and to have profound sympathy for others is genuine holiness.
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Desire Expectation Genuine Holy Sympathy
Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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Man Nature Temple Workshop
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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Aware Forever Moments Obligation Spiritual
I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
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Heaven Myself
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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Branch Himself Son Willing
Love isn’t actually a feeling at all–it’s an illness, a certain condition of body and soul…. Usually it takes possession of someone without his permission, all of a sudden, against his will–just like cholera or a fever.
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Body Condition Feeling Himself Love Permission Possession Sick Soul Willing
What’s important is that twice two is four and all the rest’s nonsense.
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Important Stupidity
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
Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
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Death Yourself
Bazarov drew himself up haughtily. “I don’t adopt any one’s ideas; I have my own.
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Adopt Ideas Myself Opinion
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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Goal Memories Myself Point Remember Road
Most people can’t understand how others can blow their noses differently than they do.
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Blow Different People Understand
I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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Grieve Life Meadow Myself Walk
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
Circumstances define us; they force us onto one road or another, and then they punish us for it.
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Circumstance Force Punishment Road

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

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