Love, I thought, is stronger than death or the fear of death. Only by it, by love, life holds together and advances.
IVAN TURGENEV
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So many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me – a long, long road without a goal.
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We’re young, we’re not monsters, no fools: we’ll conquer happiness for ourselves.
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The fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they’ve suddenly become nihilists.
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Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.
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I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
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Nothing is worse and more hurtful than a happiness that comes too late. It can give no pleasure, yet it deprives you of that most precious of rights – the right to swear and curse at your fate!
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What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.
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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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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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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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Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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Great God, grant that twice two be not four.
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Nature cares nothing for logic, our human logic: she has her own, which we do not recognize and do not acknowledge until we are crushed under its wheel.
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