Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past.
NIKOLAI GOGOLMan 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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The experience of ages has shown that a man who works on the land is purer, nobler, higher, and more moral… Agriculture should be at the basis of everything. That’s my idea.
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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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Sank into the profound slumber which comes only to such fortunate folk as are troubled neither with mosquitoes nor fleas nor excessive activity of brain.
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It is no use to blame the looking glass if your face is awry.
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The more debris there is the more it will show the governor’s activity.
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But wise is the man who disdains no character, but with searching glance explores him to the root and cause of all.
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The more destruction there is everywhere, the more it shows the activity of town authorities.
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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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It’s the most righteous, which of course is not the same thing as the most profitable.
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I tell everyone very plainly that I take bribes, but what kind of bribes? Why, greyhound puppies. That’s a totally different matter.
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You can’t imagine how stupid the whole world has grown nowadays.
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They’re thinking of turning the peasant into an educated man. Why, first of all they should make him a good and prosperous farmer and then he’ll learn all that is necessary for him to know.
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There are passions that it is not for man to choose.
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A word aptly uttered or written cannot be cut away by an axe.
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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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