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Don’t be sad, don’t be angry, if life deceives you! Submit to your grief – your time for joy will come, believe me.

Alexander Pushkin

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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
Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.
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Friendship Myself People
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
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
Moral maxims are surprisingly useful on occasions when we can invent little else to justify our actions.
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Action Invention Justify Moral Occasion Ourselves Surprise
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
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
I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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Amusing Born Myself
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
Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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Habit Happiness Heaven Place
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
With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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Charm Kind Love Woman
I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.
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Language Myself Study Understand
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
If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
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Attempt Burn Flame Reason
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

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