The higher truths are, the more cautious one must be with them; otherwise, they are converted into common things, and common things are not believed. Nikolai Gogol More Quotes by Nikolai Gogol More Quotes From Nikolai Gogol Whatever you may say, the body depends on the soul. Nikolai Gogol body soul literature It's the most righteous, which of course is not the same thing as the most profitable. Nikolai Gogol righteous courses literature 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. Nikolai Gogol land men ideas I saw that I'd get nowhere on the straight path, and that to go crookedly was straighter. Nikolai Gogol straight-path saws path Ah, steeds, steeds, what steeds! Has the whirlwind a home in your manes? Is there a sensitive ear, alert as a flame, in your every fiber? Hearing the familiar song from above, all in one accord you strain your bronze chests and, hooves barely touching the ground, turn into straight lines cleaving the air, and all inspired by God it rushes on! Nikolai Gogol horse home song Like all of us sinners, General Betrishchev was endowed with many virtues and many defects. Both the one and the other were scattered through him in a sort of picturesque disorder. Self-sacrifice, magnanimity in decisive moments, courage, intelligence--and with all that, a generous mixture of self-love, ambition, vanity, petty personal ticklishness, and a good many of those things which a man simply cannot do without. Nikolai Gogol sacrifice ambition men We have the marvelous gift of making everything insignificant. Nikolai Gogol insignificant marvelous As you pass from the tender years of youth into harsh and embittered manhood, make sure you take with you on your journey all the human emotions! Don't leave them on the road, for you will not pick them up afterwards! Nikolai Gogol emotion journey years I shall laugh my bitter laugh. Nikolai Gogol bitter laughing But wise is the man who disdains no character, but with searching glance explores him to the root and cause of all. Nikolai Gogol wise character men How much savage coarseness is concealed in refined, cultivated manners. Nikolai Gogol refined savages manners I tell everyone very plainly that I take bribes, but what kind of bribes? Why, greyhound puppies. That's a totally different matter. Nikolai Gogol puppy different matter Don't blame the mirror if your face is faulty. Nikolai Gogol blame mirrors faces There are passions that it is not for man to choose. Nikolai Gogol passion men I am fated to journey hand in hand with my strange heroes and to survey the surging immensity of life, to survey it through the laughter that all can see and through the tears unseen and unknown by anyone. Nikolai Gogol laughter journey hero Man 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. Nikolai Gogol merit would-be men Countless as the sands of sea are human passions, and not all of them are alike, and all of them, base and noble alike, are at first obedient to man and only later on become his terrible masters. Nikolai Gogol passion sea men This was not the old Chichikov. This was some wreckage of the old Chichikov. The inner state of his soul might be compared to a demolished building, which has been demolished so that from it a new one could be built; but the new one has not been started yet, because the infinitive plan has not yet come from the architect and the workers are left in perplexity. Nikolai Gogol wreckage soul might Go along, go along quickly, and set all you have on the table for us. We don't want doughnuts, honey buns, poppy cakes, and other dainties; bring us a whole sheep, serve a goat and forty-year old mead! And plenty of vodka, not vodka with all sorts of fancies, not with raisins and flavorings, but pure foaming vodka, that hisses and bubbles like mad. Nikolai Gogol cake sheep years Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past. Nikolai Gogol sorrow joy past
