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My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?

Alexander Pushkin

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Sad that our finest aspiration, Our freshest dreams and meditations, In swift succession should decay, Like Autumn leaves that rot away.
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Aspiration Dreams Fine Fresh Leaving Sad Success
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A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.
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Dear Deception Elevate Host Low Truth
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I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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Amusing Born Myself
Love passed, the Muse appeared, the weather of mind got clarity new-found; now free, I once more weave together emotion, thought, and magic sound.
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Try to be forgotten. Go live in the country. Stay in mourning for two years, then remarry, but choose somebody decent.
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Body Choice Country Decent Forget Live Marriage Try
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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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
Thank you, darling, for learning to play chess. It is an absolute necessity for any well organized family. (in a letter to his wife)
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Darling Family Learning Organization
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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
Then came a moment of renaissance, I looked up – you again are there, A fleeting vision, the quintessence Of all that`s beautiful and rare.
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Beautiful Moments Myself Rare Vision
Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
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Love Man Raise
Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.
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Friendship Myself People

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