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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.

Ivan Turgenev

It was only the vulgarly mediocre that repelled her.
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Average Herself Mediocre Vulgar
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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Human Known Notice Pass Quick Time
Significance is sweet.
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One Liner Sweet
I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
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Heaven Myself
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
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
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
Every man’s happiness is built on the unhappi-ness of another.
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Built Happiness Man
The fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they’ve suddenly become nihilists.
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Atheist Fact Simplicity
Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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Appetite Sick Spoil
However much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
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Answer Door Nature Word
A person who gets angry at his own illness is sure to overcome it.
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Angry Come Himself Person
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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Death Goodness Leaving Time Water
I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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Grieve Life Meadow Myself Walk
Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.
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Death Deep Encounter Joke New
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
Nothing is worse and more hurtful than a happiness that comes too late.
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Happiness Hurt Late Worst
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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Difficult Feeling Home Kind Religious Survive Training
There is a sweetness in being the sole source, the autocratic and irresponsible cause of the greatest joy and profoundest pain to another.
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Autocracy Greatness Pain Reason Source Sweet
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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Convince Difficult Oneself Person Treat
Who among us has the strength to oppose petty egoism, those petty good feelings, pity and remorse?
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Ego Feeling Goodness Strength
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
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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Expectation Future Hope Instant Mourn Oneself Rise
Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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Man Nature Temple Workshop
Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.
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Man Miracle Prayer Reduce
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

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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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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