Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.
IVAN TURGENEVDeath 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.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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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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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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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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I never started from ideas but always from character.
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It was only the vulgarly mediocre that repelled her.
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What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.
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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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I share no man’s opinions; I have my own.
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People without firmness of character love to make up a fate for themselves; that relieves them of the necessity of having their own will and of taking responsibility for themselves.
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What’s important is that twice two is four and all the rest’s nonsense.
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I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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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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Great God, grant that twice two be not four.
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Oh, gentle feelings, soft sounds, the goodness and the gradual stilling of a soul that has been moved; the melting happiness of the first tender, touching joys of love- where are you?
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Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
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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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What did I hope for, what did I expect, what rich future did I foresee, when the phantom of my first love, rising up for an instant, barely called forth one sigh, one mournful sentiment?
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I agree with no one’s opinion. I have some of my own.
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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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We’re young, we’re not monsters, no fools: we’ll conquer happiness for ourselves.
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Every man’s happiness is built on the unhappi-ness of another.
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Youth eats all the sugared fancy cakes and regards them as its daily bread. But there’ll come a time when you’ll start asking just for a crust.
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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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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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To desire and expect nothing for oneself and to have profound sympathy for others is genuine holiness.
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Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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