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Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.

Alexander Pushkin

Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Better Illusion Stop Truth
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.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Avoid Herself Love Please Responsibility Woman
I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Change Happiness Marriage Myself
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
Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.
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Friendship Myself People
I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Amusing Born Myself
Thank you, darling, for learning to play chess. It is an absolute necessity for any well organized family. (in a letter to his wife)
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Darling Family Learning Organization
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.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Active Care Fight Kind Man Mindset
Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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Habit Happiness Heaven Place
With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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Charm Kind Love Woman
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.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Burn Bury Desire Dreams Empty Heart Live
Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Love Man Raise
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.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Interest Myself Play Position Sacrifice Win
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.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Appearance Emotion Finding Love Magic Sound Togetherness Weave
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
My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Dreams Myself Sweet Youth

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