There are certain words which are nearer and dearer to a man than any others. Nikolai Gogol More Quotes by Nikolai Gogol More Quotes From Nikolai Gogol Gambling is the great leveller. All men are equal- at cards. Nikolai Gogol gamblingmencards They're thinking of turning the peasant into an educated man. Why, first of all they should make him a good and prosperous farmer and then he'll learn all that is necessary for him to know. Nikolai Gogol literaturementhinking Everything resembles the truth, everything can happen to a man. Nikolai Gogol happensmen 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? Nikolai Gogol mindlongideas Two turtle doves will show thee Where my cold ashes lie And sadly murmuring tell thee How in tears I did die Nikolai Gogol turtlestwolying ...and sank into the profound slumber which comes only to such fortunate folk as are troubled neither with mosquitoes nor fleas nor excessive activity of brain. Nikolai Gogol mosquitoesbrainprofound Of course, Alexander the Great was a hero, but why smash the chairs? Nikolai Gogol chairscourseshero We ought to thank God for that. Yes, the man who tills the land is more worthy of respect than any. Nikolai Gogol thank-you-godlandmen The more debris there is the more it will show the governor's activity. Nikolai Gogol governorsdebrisshows What are you laughing at? You are laughing at yourself. Nikolai Gogol laugh-at-yourselflaughing 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. Nikolai Gogol passionliteraturesea For public opinion does not admit that lofty rapturous laughter is worthy to stand beside lofty lyrical emotion and that there isall the difference in the world between it and the antics of a clown at a fair. Nikolai Gogol public-opinionlaughterdifferences The Lord grant we may all be tillers of the soil. Nikolai Gogol soilliteraturemay 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!" Nikolai Gogol russiagoodness Do we ever get what we really want? Do we ever achieve what our powers have ostensibly equipped us for? No: everything works by contraries. Nikolai Gogol contraryachievewant What is stronger in us — passion or habit? Or are all the violent impulses, all the whirl of our desires and turbulent passions, only the consequence of our ardent age, and is it only through youth that they seem deep and shattering? Nikolai Gogol passionagedesire Countless are, as the sand in the sea, the deep desires of men, and none resembles the other, and all of them, whether shameful, or great, in the beginning are obedient, but later become terrible masters over him. Nikolai Gogol seadesiremen It is well-known that there are many faces in the world over the finishing of which nature did not take much trouble, did not employ any fine tools such as files, gimlets, and so on, but simply hacked them out with round strokes: one chop-a nose appears; another chop-lips appear; eyes are scooped out with a big drill; and she lets it go into the world rough-hewn, saing: "ALIVE! Nikolai Gogol finishinglet-it-goeye I am very fond of the modest manner of life of those solitary owners of remote villages, who in Little Russia are commonly called "old-fashioned," who are like tumbledown picturesque little houses, delightful in their simplicity and complete unlikeness to the new smooth buildings whose walls have not yet been discolored by the rain, whose roofs are not yet covered with green lichen, and whose porch does not display its bricks through the peeling stucco. Nikolai Gogol wallrussiarain [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. Nikolai Gogol depthlightsoul
