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Nothing is worse and more hurtful than a happiness that comes too late.

Ivan Turgenev

Love isn’t actually a feeling at all–it’s an illness, a certain condition of body and soul…. Usually it takes possession of someone without his permission, all of a sudden, against his will–just like cholera or a fever.
IVAN TURGENEV

Body Condition Feeling Himself Love Permission Possession Sick Soul Willing
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
Who among us has the strength to oppose petty egoism, those petty good feelings, pity and remorse?
IVAN TURGENEV

Ego Feeling Goodness Strength
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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Creation Destroy Nature Right
The word tomorrow was invented for indecisive people and for children.
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Children Indecision People Word
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
A person who gets angry at his own illness is sure to overcome it.
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Angry Come Himself Person
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
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
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.
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Dreams Oneself Soar Start Tired
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
That’s what children are for—that their parents may not be bored.
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Bored Children Parents
I was afraid of looking into my heart…afraid of thinking seriously about anything…I did not want to know whether I was loved, and I did not want to admit to myself that I was not loved.
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Admit Afraid Heart Love Myself
Most people can’t understand how others can blow their noses differently than they do.
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Blow Different People Understand
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
I never started from ideas but always from character.
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Character Ideas Myself Start

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