We sit in the mud and reach for the stars.
IVAN TURGENEVWe 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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Belonging to oneself–the whole essence of life lies in that.
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The temerity to believe in nothing.
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I agree with no one’s opinion. I have some of my own.
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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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Bazarov drew himself up haughtily. “I don’t adopt any one’s ideas; I have my own.
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Take what you can yourself, and don’t let others get you into their hands; to belong to oneself, that is the whole thing in life.
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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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Significance is sweet.
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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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I am a flirt: I have no heart: I have an actor’s nature.
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You may live a long while with some people and be on friendly terms with them and never speak openly with them from your soul.
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Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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The fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they’ve suddenly become nihilists.
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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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I share no man’s opinions; I have my own.
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If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin.
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Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself.
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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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However much you knock at nature’s door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
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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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What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.
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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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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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Sternly, remorselessly, fate guides each of us; only at the beginning, when we’re absorbed in details, in all sorts of nonsense, in ourselves, are we unaware of its harsh hand.
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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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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.
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