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And you're sorry that the ephemeral beauty has faded so rapidly, so irretrievably, that it flashed so deceptively and pointlessly before your eyes - you're sorry, for you didn't even have time to fall in love.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Interpretation

What this quote means

The quote expresses regret over the fleeting nature of beauty and the missed opportunity for love.

In this quote, Dostoevsky conveys a deep sense of sorrow for the transient beauty that one encounters, highlighting how quickly it can disappear without giving one the chance to truly appreciate it or engage in love. The lamentation over beauty fading 'rapidly' and 'irretrievably' speaks to the human experience of recognizing fleeting moments that never return, leaving a longing for what could have been.

Themes

BeautyRegretLoveTransienceEphemeral

In practice

Example use cases

This quote could be used in a reflective article about the nature of relationships.

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