Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
IVAN TURGENEV- Oh, gentle feelings, soft sounds, the goodness and the gradual stilling of a soul that has been moved; the melting happiness of the first tender, touching joys of love- where are you?
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Oh, gentle feelings, soft sounds, the goodness and the gradual stilling of a soul that has been moved; the melting happiness of the first tender, touching joys of love- where are you?
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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Belonging to oneself–the whole essence of life lies in that.
IVAN TURGENEVBelonging to oneself–the whole essence of life lies in that.
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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.
IVAN TURGENEVYouth 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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That’s what children are for—that their parents may not be bored.
IVAN TURGENEVThat’s what children are for—that their parents may not be bored.
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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.
IVAN TURGENEVBehind 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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Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
IVAN TURGENEVGo and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
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However much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
IVAN TURGENEVHowever much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
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So many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me – a long, long road without a goal.
IVAN TURGENEVSo many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me – a long, long road without a goal.
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Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
IVAN TURGENEVIllness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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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.
IVAN TURGENEVOne may speak about anything on earth with fire, with enthusiasm, with ecstasy, but one only speaks about oneself with avidity.
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A person who gets angry at his own illness is sure to overcome it.
IVAN TURGENEVA person who gets angry at his own illness is sure to overcome it.
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So long as one’s just dreaming about what to do, one can soar like an eagle and move mountains, it seems, but as soon as one starts doing it one gets worn out and tired.
IVAN TURGENEVSo long as one’s just dreaming about what to do, one can soar like an eagle and move mountains, it seems, but as soon as one starts doing it one gets worn out and tired.
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The temerity to believe in nothing.
IVAN TURGENEVThe temerity to believe in nothing.
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It’s all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness, art.
IVAN TURGENEVIt’s all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness, art.
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Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
IVAN TURGENEVNature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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The fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they’ve suddenly become nihilists.
IVAN TURGENEVThe fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they’ve suddenly become nihilists.
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