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 PUSHKINThank you, darling, for learning to play chess. It is an absolute necessity for any well organized family. (in a letter to his wife)
More Alexander Pushkin Quotes
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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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If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
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Two fixed ideas can no more exist together in the moral world than two bodies can occupy one and the same place in the physical world.
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Cabbage soup and barley. They’re Russia’s national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.
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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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Please, never despise the translator. He’s the mailman of human civilization.
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Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
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I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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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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Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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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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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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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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Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.
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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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