Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.
ALEXANDER PUSHKINSad that our finest aspiration, Our freshest dreams and meditations, In swift succession should decay, Like Autumn leaves that rot away.
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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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Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.
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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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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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Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
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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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Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
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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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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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Write for pleasure and publish for money.
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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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I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
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Mistress-like, its brilliance vain, highly capricious and inane.
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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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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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Please, never despise the translator. He’s the mailman of human civilization.
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I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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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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Moscow, how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! What store of riches it imparts!
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I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.
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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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Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.
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A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.
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With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.
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