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We’re young, we’re not monsters, no fools: we’ll conquer happiness for ourselves.

Ivan Turgenev

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.
IVAN TURGENEV

Friendly Live People Soul Yourself
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
Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.
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Man Miracle Prayer Reduce
A son is like a lopped off branch. As a falcon he comes when he wills and goes where he lists.
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Branch Himself Son Willing
That is what poetry can do. It speaks to us of what does not exist, which is not only better than what exists, but even more like the truth.
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Better Existence Poetry Talk Truth
Belonging to oneself–the whole essence of life lies in that.
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Essence Life Lying Oneself
In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.
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Beginning Love Myself
Each individual is more or less dimly aware of his significance, is aware that he’s something innately superior, something eternal–and lives, is obligated to live, in the moment and for the moment.
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Aware Forever Moments Obligation Spiritual
It’s all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness, art.
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Art Romanticism Stupidity
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
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
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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Earth Fire Happiness Oneself Talk
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.
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Goal Memories Myself Point Remember Road
We sit in the mud and reach for the stars.
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Reach Stars
I am a flirt: I have no heart: I have an actor’s nature.
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Actor Flirt Heart Nature
The word tomorrow was invented for indecisive people and for children.
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Children Indecision People Word

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