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Cabbage soup and barley. They’re Russia’s national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.

Alexander Pushkin

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.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Beautiful Moments Myself Rare Vision
Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
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Happiness Joy Mouth Pieces
Cabbage soup and barley. They’re Russia’s national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Barley Boredom Excellence Food National Shade Soup
As long as there is one heart on Earth where I still live, my memory will not die.
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Death Heart Live Memories Oneself
Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.
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Compulsion Impulse Obsession
Play interests me very much,” said Hermann: “but I am not in the position to sacrifice the necessary in the hope of winning the superfluous.
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Interest Myself Play Position Sacrifice Win
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
I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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Amusing Born Myself
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
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
Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
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Love Man Raise
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.
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Age Blessing Love Refreshment Storm Surrender
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
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
Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.
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Dance Human Soul
It is better to have dreamed a thousand dreams that never were than never to have dreamed at all.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Better Choice Dreams

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