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

Alexander Pushkin

With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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Charm Kind Love Woman
Two fixed ideas can no more exist together in the moral world than two bodies can occupy one and the same place in the physical world.
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Existence Ideas Physical Place Togetherness World
Moscow, how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! What store of riches it imparts!
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Fuse Heart Store Strain
Mistress-like, its brilliance vain, highly capricious and inane.
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Brilliant Capacity Sanity
Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.
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Compulsion Impulse Obsession
Moral maxims are surprisingly useful on occasions when we can invent little else to justify our actions.
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Action Invention Justify Moral Occasion Ourselves Surprise
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
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.
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Active Care Fight Kind Man Mindset
My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?
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Dreams Myself Sweet Youth
I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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Change Happiness Marriage Myself
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.
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Day Death Fragment Friendship Heart Time
In this, our age of infamy Man’s choice is but to be A tyrant, traitor, prisoner: No other choice has he.
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Age Choice Himself Man Prison
Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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Habit Happiness Heaven Place
Please, never despise the translator. He’s the mailman of human civilization.
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Civilization Human Translation
The less we show our love to a woman, Or please her less, and neglect our duty, The more we trap and ruin her surely, In the flattering toils of philandery.
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Avoid Herself Love Please Responsibility Woman
Cabbage soup and barley. They’re Russia’s national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.
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Barley Boredom Excellence Food National Shade Soup

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