Countless as the sands of sea are human passions, and not all of them are alike, and all of them, base and noble alike, are at first obedient to man and only later on become his terrible masters.
NIKOLAI GOGOLWhat are you laughing at? You are laughing at yourself.
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What are you laughing at? You are laughing at yourself.
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What is stronger in us – passion or habit? Or are all the violent impulses, all the whirl of our desires and turbulent passions, only the consequence of our ardent age, and is it only through youth that they seem deep and shattering?
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Do we ever get what we really want? Do we ever achieve what our powers have ostensibly equipped us for? No: everything works by contraries.
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Two turtle doves will show thee Where my cold ashes lie And sadly murmuring tell thee How in tears I did die.
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In the end dreams became his life, and his whole life thereafter took a strange turn: one might say he slept while waking and watched while asleep.
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Keep not money, but keep good people’s company.
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It is no use to blame the looking glass if your face is awry.
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A time of famine and poverty will come and the people as a whole as well as every individual in it will suffer.
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The longer and more carefully we look at a funny story, the sadder it becomes.
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They don’t listen to me, they don’t hear me, they don’t see me.
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We ought to thank God for that. Yes, the man who tills the land is more worthy of respect than any.
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Whatever you may say, the body depends on the soul.
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Countless are, as the sand in the sea, the deep desires of men, and none resembles the other, and all of them, whether shameful, or great, in the beginning are obedient, but later become terrible masters over him.
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Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past.
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Steeds, steeds, what steeds! Has the whirlwind a home in your manes?
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