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It’s all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness, art.

Ivan Turgenev

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.
IVAN TURGENEV

Description Experience Feeling Myself Repeat
Death is like a fisherman, who, having caught a fish in his net, leaves it in the water for a time; the fish continues to swim about, but all the while the net is round it, and the fisherman will snatch it out in his own good time.
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Death Goodness Leaving Time Water
I don’t see why it’s impossible to express everything that’s on one’s mind.
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Expression Impossible Mindset Oneself
I never started from ideas but always from character.
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Character Ideas Myself Start
Even nightingales can’t be fed on fairy tales.
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Bird Fairy Tale Feed
Don’t force me into saying what I don’t want to say, and what I won’t say.
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Force Myself Talk
I share no man’s opinions; I have my own.
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Man Myself Opinion Share
Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.
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Appetite Sick Spoil
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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Happiness Myself Place Room Stay Water
There are some moments in life, some feelings; one can only point to them and pass by.
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Feeling Life Moments Pass Point
I only know that I feel tired, antiquated; I feel as though I had been living a long, long time.
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Feeling Live Myself Time
What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.
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Body Myself Table
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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Body Condition Feeling Himself Love Permission Possession Sick Soul Willing
There is a sweetness in being the sole source, the autocratic and irresponsible cause of the greatest joy and profoundest pain to another.
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Autocracy Greatness Pain Reason Source Sweet
Death’s an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.
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Death Deep Encounter Joke New
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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Answer Expectation Nature Song Spiritual Understand Word Yourself

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