Oh, gentle feelings, soft sounds, the goodness and the gradual stilling of a soul that has been moved; the melting happiness of the first tender, touching joys of love- where are you?
IVAN TURGENEVThat’s what children are for—that their parents may not be bored.
More Ivan Turgenev Quotes
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It was only the vulgarly mediocre that repelled her.
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That’s what children are for—that their parents may not be bored.
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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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What’s important is that twice two is four and all the rest’s nonsense.
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Everyone needs help from everyone else.
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In my case there was no first love. I began with the second.
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I am a flirt: I have no heart: I have an actor’s nature.
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What did I hope for, what did I expect, what rich future did I foresee, when the phantom of my first love, rising up for an instant, barely called forth one sigh, one mournful sentiment?
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Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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Circumstances define us; they force us onto one road or another, and then they punish us for it.
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Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it.
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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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Who among us has the strength to oppose petty egoism, those petty good feelings, pity and remorse?
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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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Time, as is well known, sometimes flies like a bird and sometimes crawls like a worm, but human beings are generally particularly happy when they don’t notice whether it’s passing quickly or slowly.
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