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

Alexander Pushkin

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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.
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Angry Believe Grief Joy Myself Sadness Time
Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.
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Compulsion Impulse Obsession
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
I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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Change Happiness Marriage Myself
Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.
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Dance Human Soul
Thank you, darling, for learning to play chess. It is an absolute necessity for any well organized family. (in a letter to his wife)
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Darling Family Learning Organization
A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.
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Dear Deception Elevate Host Low Truth
Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
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Better Illusion Stop Truth
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
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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Existence Ideas Physical Place Togetherness World
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
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
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
I was not born to amuse the Tsars.
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Amusing Born Myself
Inspiration is needed in geometry, just as much as in poetry.
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Mathematics Need Poetry
Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.
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Love Man Raise
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
Please, never despise the translator. He’s the mailman of human civilization.
ALEXANDER PUSHKIN

Civilization Human Translation
Thus people–so it seems to me– Become good friends from sheer ennui.
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Friendship Myself People
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
Moscow, how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! What store of riches it imparts!
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Fuse Heart Store Strain
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
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
Habit is Heaven’s own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
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Habit Happiness Heaven Place
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
Write for pleasure and publish for money.
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Happiness Oneself Pleasure Publish Writing

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