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

Mikhail Lermontov

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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
A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman’s heart in particular.
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No good ever becomes of a man who forgets an old friend.
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Many a calm river begins as a turbulent waterfall, yet none hurtles and foams all the way to the sea.
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Of two friends, one is always the slave of the other, although frequently neither acknowledges the fact to himself.
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Acknowledge Fact Friendship Himself Slave
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
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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Evil spawns evil. The first experience of torture gives an understanding of the pleasure in tormenting others.
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Out of life’s storm I carried only a few ideas – and not one feeling.
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We practically always excuse things when we understand them.
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Excuse Practical Understand
Happy people are ignoramuses and glory is nothing else but success, and to achieve it one only has to be cunning.
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Achievement Glory Happiness Ignorance Oneself People Success
What is this eternity to me without you? What is the infinity of my domains? Empty ringing words, A spacious temple – without a divinity!
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In people’s eyes I read pages of malice and sin.
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Happiness comes the way the wind blows.
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Afraid of decision, I buried my finer feelings in the depths of my heart and they died there.
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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

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