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  • #1
    Alexander Pushkin
    “I have outlasted all desire,
    My dreams and I have grown apart;
    My grief alone is left entire,
    The gleamings of an empty heart.

    The storms of ruthless dispensation
    Have struck my flowery garland numb,
    I live in lonely desolation
    And wonder when my end will come.

    Thus on a naked tree-limb, blasted
    By tardy winter's whistling chill,
    A single leaf which has outlasted
    Its season will be trembling still.”
    Alexander Pushkin

  • #2
    Alexander Pushkin
    “I've lived to bury my desires
    and see my dreams corrode with rust
    now all that's left are fruitless fires
    that burn my empty heart to dust.

    Struck by the clouds of cruel fate
    My crown of Summer bloom is sere
    Alone and sad, I watch and wait
    And wonder if the end is near.

    As conquered by the last cold air
    When Winter whistles in the wind
    Alone upon a branch that's bare
    A trembling leaf is left behind.”
    Aleksandr Sergeevich Pushkin

  • #3
    Albert Camus
    “I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn't.”
    Albert Camus, The Stranger

  • #4
    Albert Camus
    “There is not love of life without despair about life.”
    Albert Camus, Lyrical and Critical Essays

  • #5
    Albert Camus
    “Since we're all going to die, it's obvious that when and how don't matter.”
    Albert Camus, The Stranger

  • #6
    Albert Camus
    “I've never really had much of an imagination. But still I would try to picture the exact moment when the beating of my heart would no longer be going on inside my head.”
    Albert Camus, The Stranger

  • #7
    Albert Camus
    “Have you no hope at all? And do you really live with the thought that when you die, you die, and nothing remains?" "Yes," I said.”
    Albert Camus, The Stranger

  • #8
    Franz Kafka
    “A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #9
    Albert Camus
    “life is a story and god is author.life is absurd.I think so.”
    Albert Camus

  • #10
    Albert Camus
    “Nothing, nothing mattered, and I knew why. So did he. Throughout the whole absurd life I'd lived, a dark wind had been rising toward me from somewhere deep in my future, across years that were still to come, and as it passed, this wind leveled whatever was offered to me at the time, in years no more real than the ones I was living. What did other people's deaths or a mother's love matter to me; what did his God or the lives people choose or the fate they think they elect matter to me when we're all elected by the same fate, me and billions of privileged people like him who also called themselves my brothers? Couldn't he see, couldn't he see that? Everybody was privileged. There were only privileged people. The others would all be condemned one day. And he would be condemned, too.”
    Albert Camus, The Stranger
    tags: life

  • #11
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “What is most vile and despicable about money is that it even confers talent. And it will do so until the end of the world.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky

  • #12
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “When reason fails, the devil helps!”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

  • #13
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be!”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

  • #14
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “I know that you don't believe it, but indeed, life will bring you through. You will live it down in time. What you need now is fresh air, fresh air, fresh air!”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

  • #15
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “You see I kept asking myself then: why am I so stupid that if others are stupid—and I know they are—yet I won't be wiser?”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

  • #16
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “In a morbid condition of the brain, dreams often have a singular actuality, vividness, and extraordinary semblance of reality.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

  • #17
    Leo Tolstoy
    “It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness.”
    Leo Tolstoy, The Kreutzer Sonata

  • #18
    Haruki Murakami
    “It's like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.”
    Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

  • #19
    Leo Tolstoy
    “If you want to be happy, be.”
    Leo Tolstory

  • #20
    Leo Tolstoy
    “I think... if it is true that
    there are as many minds as there
    are heads, then there are as many
    kinds of love as there are hearts.”
    Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

  • #21
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “I am alone, I thought, and they are everybody.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from Underground, White Nights, The Dream of a Ridiculous Man, and Selections from The House of the Dead

  • #22
    John Steinbeck
    “I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen.”
    John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

  • #23
    John Steinbeck
    “I was born lost and take no pleasure in being found.”
    John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America

  • #24
    John Steinbeck
    “All great and precious things are lonely.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden

  • #25
    Honoré de Balzac
    “Every moment of happiness requires a great amount of Ignorance”
    Honoré de Balzac

  • #26
    Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
    “Education doesn't make you smarter.”
    Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

  • #27
    Mikhail Lermontov
    “my love had grown one with my soul; it became darker, but did not go out”
    Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

  • #28
    William Shakespeare
    “If music be the food of love, play on;
    Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
    The appetite may sicken, and so die.
    That strain again! it had a dying fall:
    O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
    That breathes upon a bank of violets,
    Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
    'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
    O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
    That, notwithstanding thy capacity
    Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
    Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
    But falls into abatement and low price,
    Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
    That it alone is high fantastical.”
    William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

  • #29
    Marcel Proust
    “The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”
    Marcel Proust

  • #30
    Boris Pasternak
    “But the division in him was a sorrow and a torment, and he became accustomed to it only as one gets used to an unhealed and frequently reopened wound.”
    Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago



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