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Moscow, how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! What store of riches it imparts!

Alexander Pushkin

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.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Day Death Fragment Friendship Heart Time
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
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
I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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Amusing Born Myself
Write for pleasure and publish for money.
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Happiness Oneself Pleasure Publish Writing
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.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Burn Bury Desire Dreams Empty Heart Live
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 do not like Moscow life. You live here not as you want to live, but as old women want you to.
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Life Live Old Woman Yourself
Cabbage soup and barley. They’re Russia’s national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.
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Barley Boredom Excellence Food National Shade Soup
Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.
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Friendship Myself People
I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.
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Language Myself Study Understand
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
In this, our age of infamy Man’s choice is but to be A tyrant, traitor, prisoner: No other choice has he.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Age Choice Himself Man Prison
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
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.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Active Care Fight Kind Man Mindset
My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Life Meet Pledge Yourself

Moscow, how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! What store of riches it imparts!

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