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No good ever becomes of a man who forgets an old friend.

Mikhail Lermontov

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A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman’s heart in particular.
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Heart Human Strange Woman
My whole life has been merely a succession of miserable and unsuccessful denials of feelings or reason.
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Feeling Life Misery Myself Reason
Many a calm river begins as a turbulent waterfall, yet none hurtles and foams all the way to the sea.
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Beginning Calm River Sea Water Way
In the first place, [his eyes] never laughed when he laughed. Have you ever noticed this peculiarity some people have? It is either the sign of an evil nature or of a profound and lasting sorrow.
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Eyes Laughter People Place Sorrow
Afraid of decision, I buried my finer feelings in the depths of my heart and they died there.
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Afraid Bury Death Decision Feeling Heart Myself
Women only love those that they don’t know.
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Love Unknown Woman
I want to reconcile myself with heaven, I want to love, I want to pray, I want to believe in good.
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Believe Goodness Heaven Love Myself Prayer
We survive on novelty, so much less demanding than commitment.
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Commitment Demand Novel Survive
For what did the creator prepare me,Why did he so terribly contradict, The hopes of my youth?
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Creation Hope Prepare Terrible Youth
No good ever becomes of a man who forgets an old friend.
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Forget Friendship Goodness Man Myself
My love had grown one with my soul; it became darker, but did not go out.
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Darkness Growth Love Oneself Soul
Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.
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Fire Fuel Love
He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace.
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Dreams Himself Madness Peace Prayer Storm
Out of life’s storm I carried only a few ideas – and not one feeling.
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Carry Feeling Ideas Life Oneself Storm
Evil spawns evil. The first experience of torture gives an understanding of the pleasure in tormenting others.
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Evil Experience Happiness Pleasure
In people’s eyes I read pages of malice and sin.
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Eyes Myself People Sin

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