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If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.

Alexander Pushkin

Please, never despise the translator. He’s the mailman of human civilization.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Civilization Human Translation
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
Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
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Better Illusion Stop Truth
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
Write for pleasure and publish for money.
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Happiness Oneself Pleasure Publish Writing
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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Aspiration Dreams Fine Fresh Leaving Sad Success
Fearing no insult, asking for no crown, receive with indifference both flattery and slander, and do not argue with a fool.
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Argument Difference Fear Flattery Fools Insult
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
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
My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?
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Dreams Myself Sweet Youth
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
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
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
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
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

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