Mistress-like, its brilliance vain, highly capricious and inane.
ALEXANDER PUSHKINThank you, darling, for learning to play chess. It is an absolute necessity for any well organized family. (in a letter to his wife)
More Alexander Pushkin Quotes
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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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My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?
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As long as there is one heart on Earth where I still live, my memory will not die.
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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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Don’t be sad, don’t be angry, if life deceives you! Submit to your grief – your time for joy will come, believe me.
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My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you.
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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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A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.
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Cabbage soup and barley. They’re Russia’s national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.
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If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
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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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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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Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.
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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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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.
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