265 Quotes by Ivan Turgenev

Every single man hangs by a thread, a bottomless pit can open beneath him any minute, and yet he still goes on thinking up unpleasantnesses for himself and making a mess of his life.

Take for yourself what you can, and don’t be ruled by others; to belong to oneself – the whole savour of life lies in that.

Illness isn’t the only thing that spoils the appetite.

Women... can't live with 'em... can't shoot 'em.