However much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
IVAN TURGENEVSternly, 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.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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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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Most people can’t understand how others can blow their noses differently than they do.
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I share no man’s opinions; I have my own.
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You may live a long while with some people and be on friendly terms with them and never speak openly with them from your soul.
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He was the soul of politeness to everyone — to some with a hint of aversion, to others with a hint of respect.
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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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The past was a dream wasn’t it? And who ever remembers dreams?
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What did I hope for, what did I expect, what rich future did I foresee, when the phantom of my first love, rising up for an instant, barely called forth one sigh, one mournful sentiment?
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I am a flirt: I have no heart: I have an actor’s nature.
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Significance is sweet.
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Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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Who among us has the strength to oppose petty egoism, those petty good feelings, pity and remorse?
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A person who gets angry at his own illness is sure to overcome it.
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Every man’s happiness is built on the unhappi-ness of another.
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Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.
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A poet must be a psychologist, but a secret one: he should know and feel the roots of phenomena but present only the phenomena themselves in full bloom or as they fade away.
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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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I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
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Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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One may speak about anything on earth with fire, with enthusiasm, with ecstasy, but one only speaks about oneself with avidity.
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I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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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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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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Nature cares nothing for logic, our human logic: she has her own, which we do not recognize and do not acknowledge until we are crushed under its wheel.
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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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To desire and expect nothing for oneself and to have profound sympathy for others is genuine holiness.
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