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Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.

Alexander Pushkin

In this, our age of infamy Man’s choice is but to be A tyrant, traitor, prisoner: No other choice has he.
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Age Choice Himself Man Prison
Please, never despise the translator. He’s the mailman of human civilization.
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Civilization Human Translation
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
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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Burn Bury Desire Dreams Empty Heart Live
I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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Change Happiness Marriage Myself
Mistress-like, its brilliance vain, highly capricious and inane.
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Brilliant Capacity Sanity
Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
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Happiness Joy Mouth Pieces
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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Existence Ideas Physical Place Togetherness World
With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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Charm Kind Love Woman
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
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
Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.
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Friendship Myself People
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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Day Death Fragment Friendship Heart Time
I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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Amusing Born Myself
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
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

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