Don’t be sad, don’t be angry, if life deceives you! Submit to your grief – your time for joy will come, believe me.
ALEXANDER PUSHKINTis 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.
More Alexander Pushkin Quotes
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It is better to have dreamed a thousand dreams that never were than never to have dreamed at all.
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Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
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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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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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If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
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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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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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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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Cabbage soup and barley. They’re Russia’s national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.
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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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Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.
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Mistress-like, its brilliance vain, highly capricious and inane.
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I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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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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Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
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