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My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?
Alexander Pushkin
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Alexander Pushkin
Age: 37 †
Born: 1799
Born: June 6
Died: 1837
Died: February 10
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Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin
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Aleksandr Serge'evich Pushkin
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It's a lucky man, a very lucky man, who is committed to what he believes, who has stifled intellectual detachment and can relax in the luxury of his emotions - like a tipsy traveller resting for the night at wayside inn.
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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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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 loved you: and, it may be, from my soul The former love has never gone away, But let it not recall to you my dole I wish not sadden you in any way. I loved you silently, without hope, fully, In diffidence, in jealousy, in pain I loved you so tenderly and truly, As let you else be loved by any man.
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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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If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
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A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.
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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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Write for pleasure and publish for money.
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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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I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.
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