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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.

Alexander Pushkin

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Please, never despise the translator. He’s the mailman of human civilization.
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Civilization Human Translation
Write for pleasure and publish for money.
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Happiness Oneself Pleasure Publish Writing
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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Life Live Old Woman Yourself
With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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Charm Kind Love Woman
Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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Habit Happiness Heaven Place
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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Darling Family Learning Organization
I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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Change Happiness Marriage Myself
Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
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Better Illusion Stop Truth
Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
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Love Man Raise
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
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
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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Angry Believe Grief Joy Myself Sadness Time
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
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
Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.
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Dance Human Soul
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

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