it’s not my job to preach a sermon. Art is anyhow a homily. My job is to speak in living images, not in arguments. I must exhibit life full-face, not discuss life.
NIKOLAI GOGOLSteeds, steeds, what steeds! Has the whirlwind a home in your manes?
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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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Man is such a wondrous being that it is never possible to count up all his merits at once. The more you study him, the more new particulars appear, and their description would be endless.
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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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We have the marvelous gift of making everything insignificant.
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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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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.
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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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Let me warn you, if you start chasing after views, you’ll be left without bread and without views.
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Of course, Alexander the Great was a hero, but why smash the chairs?
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Whatever you may say, the body depends on the soul.
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But youth has a future. The closer he came to graduation, the more his heart beat. He said to himself: “This is still not life, this is only the preparation for life.
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They don’t listen to me, they don’t hear me, they don’t see me.
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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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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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I saw that I’d get nowhere on the straight path, and that to go crookedly was straighter.
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