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Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.

Alexander Pushkin

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

Civilization Human Translation
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
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
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
Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Happiness Joy Mouth Pieces
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
My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you.
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Life Meet Pledge Yourself
Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.
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Compulsion Impulse Obsession
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
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
Mistress-like, its brilliance vain, highly capricious and inane.
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Brilliant Capacity Sanity
I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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Amusing Born Myself
I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.
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Language Myself Study Understand
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
With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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Charm Kind Love Woman
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

Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.

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