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Write for pleasure and publish for money.

Alexander Pushkin

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Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.
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Friendship Myself People
Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.
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Compulsion Impulse Obsession
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
Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
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Happiness Joy Mouth Pieces
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
Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.
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Dance Human Soul
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
Play interests me very much,” said Hermann: “but I am not in the position to sacrifice the necessary in the hope of winning the superfluous.
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Interest Myself Play Position Sacrifice Win
I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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Amusing Born Myself
I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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Change Happiness Marriage Myself
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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Body Choice Country Decent Forget Live Marriage Try
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
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
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
I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.
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Language Myself Study Understand
Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
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Better Illusion Stop Truth

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