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Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.

Alexander Pushkin

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
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.
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Appearance Emotion Finding Love Magic Sound Togetherness Weave
Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.
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Dance Human Soul
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.
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Active Care Fight Kind Man Mindset
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
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
It is better to have dreamed a thousand dreams that never were than never to have dreamed at all.
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Better Choice Dreams
Inspiration is needed in geometry, just as much as in poetry.
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Mathematics Need Poetry
Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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Habit Happiness Heaven Place
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
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
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
Please, never despise the translator. He’s the mailman of human civilization.
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Civilization Human Translation
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
Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
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Better Illusion Stop Truth

Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.

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