More Quotes by Nikolai Gogol
A word aptly uttered or written cannot be cut away by an axe.
You can't imagine how stupid the whole world has grown nowadays.
He who has talent in him must be purer in soul than anyone else. Another will be forgiven much, but to him it will not be forgiven. A man who leaves the house in bright, festive clothes needs only one drop of mud splashed from under a wheel, and people all surround him, point their fingers at him, and talk about his slovenliness, while the same people ignore many spots on other passers-by who are wearing everyday clothes. For on everyday clothes the spots do not show.
Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past.
However stupid a fools words may be, they are sometimes enough to confound an intelligent man.
I saw that I'd get nowhere on the straight path, and that to go crookedly was straighter.
But there is nothing enduring in the world, and therefore even joy in the second minute is already not as acute as in the first; in the third minute it becomes still weaker and finally merges unnoticeably with the usual condition of the soul, as a circle on the water, caused by the fall of a pebble, finally merges with the smooth surface.
The longer and more carefully we look at a funny story, the sadder it becomes.
Whatever you may say, the body depends on the soul.
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.