I walked in the meadows of green grieving for my life.
IVAN TURGENEVBehind 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.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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Everyone needs help from everyone else.
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There are some moments in life, some feelings; one can only point to them and pass by.
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Great God, grant that twice two be not four.
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I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
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I don’t see why it’s impossible to express everything that’s on one’s mind.
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That is what poetry can do. It speaks to us of what does not exist, which is not only better than what exists, but even more like the truth.
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I agree with no one’s opinion. I have some of my own.
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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 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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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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We Russians have assigned ourselves no other task in life but the cultivation of our own personalities, and when we’re barely past childhood, we set to work to cultivate them, those unfortunate personalities.
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Nothing is worse and more hurtful than a happiness that comes too late.
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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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Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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Significance is sweet.
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