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.
ALEXANDER PUSHKINTry to be forgotten. Go live in the country. Stay in mourning for two years, then remarry, but choose somebody decent.
More Alexander Pushkin Quotes
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It is better to have dreamed a thousand dreams that never were than never to have dreamed at all.
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I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you.
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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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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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If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
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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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Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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Please, never despise the translator. He’s the mailman of human civilization.
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Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
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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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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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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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Moscow, how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! What store of riches it imparts!
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