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My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?

Alexander Pushkin

My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Dreams Myself Sweet Youth
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
With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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Charm Kind Love Woman
I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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Change Happiness Marriage Myself
A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.
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Dear Deception Elevate Host Low Truth
Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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Habit Happiness Heaven Place
Inspiration is needed in geometry, just as much as in poetry.
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Mathematics Need Poetry
If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
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Attempt Burn Flame Reason
Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.
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Friendship Myself People
Thank you, darling, for learning to play chess. It is an absolute necessity for any well organized family. (in a letter to his wife)
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Darling Family Learning Organization
Cabbage soup and barley. They’re Russia’s national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.
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Barley Boredom Excellence Food National Shade Soup
I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.
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Language Myself Study Understand
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
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
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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Angry Believe Grief Joy Myself Sadness Time
Moscow, how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! What store of riches it imparts!
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Fuse Heart Store Strain
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
I do not like Moscow life. You live here not as you want to live, but as old women want you to.
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Life Live Old Woman Yourself
Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
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Love Man Raise
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.
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Avoid Herself Love Please Responsibility Woman
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
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
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
Mistress-like, its brilliance vain, highly capricious and inane.
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Brilliant Capacity Sanity
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
My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you.
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Life Meet Pledge Yourself

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