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Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.

Ivan Turgenev

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
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
I’m incapable of describing the feeling with which I left. I wouldn’t want it ever to be repeated, but I would have considered myself unfortunate if I’d never experienced it.
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Description Experience Feeling Myself Repeat
We’re young, we’re not monsters, no fools: we’ll conquer happiness for ourselves.
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Fools Happiness Monster Ourselves Young
I’ve become convinced that every person should treat himself strictly and even rudely and distrustfully; it’s difficult to tame the beast in oneself.
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Convince Difficult Oneself Person Treat
Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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Appetite Sick Spoil
Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
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Death Yourself
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
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.
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Death Goodness Leaving Time Water
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
I was as happy as a fish in water, and I could have stayed in that room for ever, have never left that place.
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Happiness Myself Place Room Stay Water
I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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Grieve Life Meadow Myself Walk
Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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Man Nature Temple Workshop
Don’t force me into saying what I don’t want to say, and what I won’t say.
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Force Myself Talk
We sit in the mud and reach for the stars.
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Reach Stars
Belonging to oneself–the whole essence of life lies in that.
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Essence Life Lying Oneself

Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.

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