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 PUSHKINTwo 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.
More Alexander Pushkin Quotes
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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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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’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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Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.
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Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
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With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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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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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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I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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Write for pleasure and publish for money.
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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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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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Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
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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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