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Alexander Pushkin40 quotes“A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.”
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I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin 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.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin 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 PushkinAlexander Pushkin 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 PushkinAlexander Pushkin 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 PushkinAlexander Pushkin 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.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin Moral maxims are surprisingly useful on occasions when we can invent little else to justify our actions.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin As long as there is one heart on Earth where I still live, my memory will not die.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin Cabbage soup and barley. They’re Russia’s national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin 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.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin Write for pleasure and publish for money.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin In this, our age of infamy Man’s choice is but to be A tyrant, traitor, prisoner: No other choice has he.
Alexander PushkinAlexander Pushkin
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Nikita GandhiNikita Gandhi I want to fold you into my book, like a petal, so that you’d never leave.
Mira R. AridiMira R. Aridi It seems strange how we look in the same mirror, yet what stares back, is so painfully different.
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