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Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.

Alexander Pushkin

Inspiration is needed in geometry, just as much as in poetry.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Mathematics Need Poetry
Thank you, darling, for learning to play chess. It is an absolute necessity for any well organized family. (in a letter to his wife)
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Darling Family Learning Organization
Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
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Love Man Raise
I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.
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Language Myself Study Understand
Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Happiness Joy Mouth Pieces
I do not like Moscow life. You live here not as you want to live, but as old women want you to.
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Life Live Old Woman Yourself
A man who’s active and incisive can yet keep nail-care much in mind: why fight what’s known to be decisive? Custom is despot of mankind.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Active Care Fight Kind Man Mindset
With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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Charm Kind Love Woman
If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
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Attempt Burn Flame Reason
Mistress-like, its brilliance vain, highly capricious and inane.
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Brilliant Capacity Sanity
Tis time, my friend, ’tis time! For rest the heart is aching; Days follow days in flight, and every day is taking, Fragments of being, while together you and I, Make plans to live. Look, all is dust, and we shall die.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Day Death Fragment Friendship Heart Time
Don’t be sad, don’t be angry, if life deceives you! Submit to your grief – your time for joy will come, believe me.
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Angry Believe Grief Joy Myself Sadness Time
Write for pleasure and publish for money.
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Happiness Oneself Pleasure Publish Writing
To love all ages yield surrender; But to the young it’s raptures bring A blessing bountiful and tender- As storms refresh the fields of spring.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Age Blessing Love Refreshment Storm Surrender
I’ve lived to bury my desires, And see my dreams corrode with rust; Now all that’s left are fruitless fires That burn my empty heart to dust.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Burn Bury Desire Dreams Empty Heart Live
Moscow, how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! What store of riches it imparts!
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Fuse Heart Store Strain

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