I agree with no one’s opinion. I have some of my own.
IVAN TURGENEVTo desire and expect nothing for oneself and to have profound sympathy for others is genuine holiness.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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Whatever a person may pray for, that person prays for a miracle. Every prayer comes down to this – Almighty God, grant that two times two not equal four.
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Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.
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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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There is a sweetness in being the sole source, the autocratic and irresponsible cause of the greatest joy and profoundest pain to another.
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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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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 look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
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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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A person who gets angry at his own illness is sure to overcome it.
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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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I am a flirt: I have no heart: I have an actor’s nature.
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Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
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Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.
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The past was a dream wasn’t it? And who ever remembers dreams?
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