Ivan Turgenev
Ivan Turgenev
Ivan Sergeyevich Turgenevwas a Russian novelist, short story writer, and playwright. His first major publication, a short story collection entitled A Sportsman's Sketches, was a milestone of Russian Realism, and his novel Fathers and Sonsis regarded as one of the major works of 19th-century fiction...
NationalityRussian
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth9 November 1818
CountryRussian Federation
friendship long people
You may live a long while with some people and be on friendly terms with them and never speak openly with them from your soul.
opinion agree my-own
I agree with no one's opinion. I have some of my own.
heart flirting actors
I am a flirt: I have no heart: I have an actor's nature.
prayer men miracle
Whatever man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every prayer reduces itself...
body tables should
What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.
memories goal long
So many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me — a long, long road without a goal...
soul aversion hints
He was the soul of politeness to everyone -- to some with a hint of aversion, to others with a hint of respect.
flower eye heart
However passionate, sinning, and rebellious the heart hidden in the tomb, the flowers growing over it peep serenely at us with their innocent eyes; they tell us not of eternal peace alone, of that great peace of "indifferent" nature: they tell us, too, of eternal reconciliation and of life without end.
two important four
What's important is that twice two is four and all the rest's nonsense.
facts nihilist dunces
The fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they've suddenly become nihilists.
water rooms fishes
I was as happy as a fish in water, and I could have stayed in that room for ever, have never left that place.
nature doors answers
However much you knock at nature's door, she will never answer you in comprehensible words.
prayer two miracle
Whatever a person may pray for, that person prays for a miracle. Every prayer comes down to this - Almighty God, grant that two times two not equal four.
fall butterfly movement
A withered maple leaf has left its branch and is falling to the ground; its movements resemble those of a butterfly in flight. Isn't it strange? The saddest and deadest of things is yet so like the gayest and most vital of creatures?