It’s all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness, art.
IVAN TURGENEVI look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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In days of doubt, in days of dreary musings on my country’s fate, you alone are my comfort and support, oh great, powerful, righteous, and free Russian language!
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Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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I’ve become convinced that every person should treat himself strictly and even rudely and distrustfully; it’s difficult to tame the beast in oneself.
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Belonging to oneself–the whole essence of life lies in that.
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Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.
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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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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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So many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me – a long, long road without a goal.
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A person who gets angry at his own illness is sure to overcome it.
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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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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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I never started from ideas but always from character.
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Bazarov drew himself up haughtily. “I don’t adopt any one’s ideas; I have my own.
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Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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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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I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
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Go forward while you can, but if your strength fails you, sit down near the road and gaze without anger or envy at those who pass by. They don’t have far to go, either.
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He was the soul of politeness to everyone — to some with a hint of aversion, to others with a hint of respect.
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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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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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Love isn’t actually a feeling at all–it’s an illness, a certain condition of body and soul…. Usually it takes possession of someone without his permission, all of a sudden, against his will–just like cholera or a fever.
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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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I’m through with Tolstoy. He has ceased to exist for me…. If I eat a bowl of soup and like it, I know by that fact alone and with absolute certainty that Tolstoy will find it bad, and vice versa.
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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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I only know that I feel tired, antiquated; I feel as though I had been living a long, long time.
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Great God, grant that twice two be not four.
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