--while the sun and wind played gently in its spreading branches; the bells of the Donskoy monastery would sometimes float across--tranquil and sad--and I would sit and gaze and listen, and would be filled with a nameless sensation which had everything in it; sorrow and joy, a premonition of the future, and desire, and fear of life.
Ivan TurgenevAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist, Writer, Poet
- Nationality: russian
- Born: October 28, 1818
- Died: September 3, 1883
Related Authors
Topics
Quotes currently Trending
A lifted world lifts women up,"the Socalist explained. You cannot lift the world at all. While half of it is kept so small,"the Suffragist maintained. The world awoke, and tartly spoke: Your work is all the same; Work together or work apart, Work, each of you, with all your heart-Just get into the game!
Charlotte Perkins Gilman