Nikolai Gogol Quotes
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The more debris there is the more it will show the governor's activity.
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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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As it is so strangely ordained in this world, what is amusing will turn into being gloomy, if you stand too long before it, and then God knows what ideas may not stray into the mind... Why is it that even in moments of unthinking, careless gaiety a different and strange mood comes upon one?
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As countless as grains of sand by the sea are human passions, and they all differ; all of them, vile or lofty, begin by being under a man's control and then become his terrible masters. Blessed is he who has chosen the most lofty of passions: his immeasurable bliss grows and multiplies tenfold with every hour and minute, and he penetrates deeper and deeper into the infinite paradise of his soul.
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Keep not money, but keep good people's company.
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Gambling is the great leveller. All men are equal- at cards.
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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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There exists a kind of laughter which is worthy to be ranked with the higher lyric emotions and is infinitely different from the twitching of a mean merrymaker.
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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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I am who I am and that's who I am.
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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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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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I shall laugh my bitter laugh.
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[F]or contemporary judgment does not recognize that much depth of soul is needed to light up the picture drawn from contemptible life and elevate it into a pearl of creation.
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The Lord grant we may all be tillers of the soil.
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There are passions that it is not for man to choose.
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In the course of reading he [Alexander Pushkin] became more and more melancholy and finally became completely gloomy. When the reading was over he uttered in a voice full of sorrow: "Goodness, how sad is our Russia!"