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Ivan Goncharov, Oblomov Quotes: Memories are either the greatest poetry, when they are memories of a vital happiness, or a burning pain, when they touch dried wounds.p. 479
         

Memories are either the greatest poetry, when they are memories of a vital happiness, or a burning pain, when they touch dried wounds.p. 479


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Memories are either the greatest poetry, when they are memories of a vital happiness, or a burning pain, when they touch dried wounds.p. 479
         



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This page presents the quote "Memories are either the greatest poetry, when they are memories of a vital happiness, or a burning pain, when they touch dried wounds.p. 479". Author of this quote is Ivan Goncharov, Oblomov. This quote is about memories, oblomov, goncharov, memory,.