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There are some moments in life, some feelings; one can only point to them and pass by.

Ivan Turgenev

The past was a dream wasn’t it? And who ever remembers dreams?
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Dreams Past Remember
Everyone needs help from everyone else.
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Company Help Need Support
Great God, grant that twice two be not four.
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God Greatness Mathematics
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
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
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.
IVAN TURGENEV

Death Goodness Leaving Time Water
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
I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
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Heaven Myself
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
Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
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Death Yourself
Circumstances define us; they force us onto one road or another, and then they punish us for it.
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Circumstance Force Punishment Road
Love, I thought, is stronger than death or the fear of death. Only by it, by love, life holds together and advances.
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Death Fear Love Myself Thinking Togetherness
So many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me – a long, long road without a goal.
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Goal Memories Myself Worth
I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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Grieve Life Meadow Myself Walk
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
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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Difficult Feeling Home Kind Religious Survive Training

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