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.
IVAN TURGENEVOne may speak about anything on earth with fire, with enthusiasm, with ecstasy, but one only speaks about oneself with avidity.
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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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Most people can’t understand how others can blow their noses differently than they do.
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Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that’s all!
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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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I only know that I feel tired, antiquated; I feel as though I had been living a long, long time.
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I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.
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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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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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However much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
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What’s important is that twice two is four and all the rest’s nonsense.
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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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It was only the vulgarly mediocre that repelled her.
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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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Every man’s happiness is built on the unhappi-ness of another.
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Great God, grant that twice two be not four.
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