A poet must be a psychologist, but a secret one: he should know and feel the roots of phenomena but present only the phenomena themselves in full bloom or as they fade away. Ivan Turgenjev Painting Portrait of Turgenjev by Ilja Repin
“Dreams are but lies, says an old maxim; but when our last hour is at hand, and but a few brief minutes are left to what was I, pale lights that are fast growing dim, who can tell by what mark to distinguish you, O memories of the actual life, from you, O mirages from the dream life.” - Paul Bourguet Painting is Sadko, 1876 by Ilja Repin
