“If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.”

Don’t be sad, don’t be angry, if life deceives you! Submit to your grief – your time for joy will come, believe me.

I do not like Moscow life. You live here not as you want to live, but as old women want you to.

Mistress-like, its brilliance vain, highly capricious and inane.

With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.

Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.

Moscow, how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! What store of riches it imparts!

Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.

Try to be forgotten. Go live in the country. Stay in mourning for two years, then remarry, but choose somebody decent.

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.

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

It is better to have dreamed a thousand dreams that never were than never to have dreamed at all.

Fearing no insult, asking for no crown, receive with indifference both flattery and slander, and do not argue with a fool.

Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.

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.

I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.

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.

Once our souls collided and caught fire, there was no turning back.

The age of hairsplitting Jewish intellectualism is dead. The past lies in flames.

He wasn’t like a moth attracted to her flame. He was like a vampire in love with her eternal darkness.

You can fan the flames with hate or stroke the fire with love, either way, it’s going to burn.

For though the flame of liberty may sometimes cease to shine, the coal can never expire.

Spread your flames and I will eat your fire.

She burned flames and drowned oceans.

As a single withered tree, if set aflame, causes a whole forest to burn, so does a rascal son destroy a whole family.