Please, never despise the translator. He’s the mailman of human civilization.
ALEXANDER PUSHKINWrite for pleasure and publish for money.
More Alexander Pushkin Quotes
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Moral maxims are surprisingly useful on occasions when we can invent little else to justify our actions.
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Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
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Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.
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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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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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Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
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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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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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Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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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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Fearing no insult, asking for no crown, receive with indifference both flattery and slander, and do not argue with a fool.
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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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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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