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Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.

Alexander Pushkin

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I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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Change Happiness Marriage Myself
My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you.
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Life Meet Pledge 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.
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Active Care Fight Kind Man Mindset
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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Appearance Emotion Finding Love Magic Sound Togetherness Weave
It is better to have dreamed a thousand dreams that never were than never to have dreamed at all.
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Better Choice Dreams
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
Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.
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Dance Human Soul
Inspiration is needed in geometry, just as much as in poetry.
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Mathematics Need Poetry
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
Write for pleasure and publish for money.
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Happiness Oneself Pleasure Publish Writing
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
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
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.
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Burn Bury Desire Dreams Empty Heart Live
Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
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Better Illusion Stop Truth
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

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