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Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.

Ivan Turgenev

There are some moments in life, some feelings; one can only point to them and pass by.
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Feeling Life Moments Pass Point
Belonging to oneself–the whole essence of life lies in that.
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Essence Life Lying Oneself
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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Curse Fate Happiness Hurt Precious Right Worst Yourself
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
Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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Appetite Sick Spoil
That’s what children are for—that their parents may not be bored.
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Bored Children Parents
It was only the vulgarly mediocre that repelled her.
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Average Herself Mediocre Vulgar
Everyone needs help from everyone else.
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Company Help Need Support
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
In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.
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Beginning Love Myself
Youth 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.
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Eat Regard Time Yourself Youth
Sternly, remorselessly, fate guides each of us; only at the beginning, when we’re absorbed in details, in all sorts of nonsense, in ourselves, are we unaware of its harsh hand.
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Beginning Detail Fate Guide Hands Harsh Ourselves
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.
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Bad Goodness Heart Man Myself Terrible
Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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Bird Fairy Tale Feed
Don’t force me into saying what I don’t want to say, and what I won’t say.
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Force Myself Talk
No matter how often you knock at nature’s door, she won’t answer in words you can understand–for Nature is dumb. She’ll vibrate and moan like a violin, but you mustn’t expect a song.
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Answer Expectation Nature Song Spiritual Understand Word Yourself

Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.

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