What’s terrible is that there’s nothing terrible, that the very essence of life is petty, uninteresting, and degradingly trite.
IVAN TURGENEVI only know that I feel tired, antiquated; I feel as though I had been living a long, long time.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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In days of doubt, in days of dreary musings on my country’s fate, you alone are my comfort and support, oh great, powerful, righteous, and free Russian language!
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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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Nature creates while destroying, and doesn’t care whether it creates or destroys as long as life isn’t extinguished, as long as death doesn’t lose its rights.
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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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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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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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Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
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Don’t force me into saying what I don’t want to say, and what I won’t say.
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I only know that I feel tired, antiquated; I feel as though I had been living a long, long time.
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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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Belonging to oneself–the whole essence of life lies in that.
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In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.
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I don’t see why it’s impossible to express everything that’s on one’s mind.
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Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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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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