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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.

Ivan Turgenev

I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
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Heaven Myself
We sit in the mud and reach for the stars.
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Reach Stars
I share no man’s opinions; I have my own.
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Man Myself Opinion Share
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
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
No matter how often you knock at nature’s door, she won’t answer in words you can understand–for Nature is dumb. She’ll vibrate and moan like a violin, but you mustn’t expect a song.
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Answer Expectation Nature Song Spiritual Understand Word Yourself
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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Equality Miracle Person Prayer
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
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
The past was a dream wasn’t it? And who ever remembers dreams?
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Dreams Past Remember
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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Acknowledgement Care Crush Human Logic Nature Recognition
Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
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Death Yourself
Belonging to oneself–the whole essence of life lies in that.
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Essence Life Lying Oneself
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
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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Curse Fate Happiness Hurt Precious Right Worst Yourself
Everyone needs help from everyone else.
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Company Help Need Support

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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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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