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In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.

Ivan Turgenev

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
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
In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.
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Beginning Love Myself
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
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
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
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
The temerity to believe in nothing.
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Believe One Liner
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
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
Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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Bird Fairy Tale Feed
I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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Grieve Life Meadow Myself Walk
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
We sit in the mud and reach for the stars.
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Reach Stars
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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Friendly Live People Soul Yourself

In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.

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