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Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.
Alexander Pushkin
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Alexander Pushkin
Age: 37 †
Born: 1799
Born: June 6
Died: 1837
Died: February 10
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Book Collector
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Historian
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Literary Critic
Novelist
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Moscow
Russian SFSR
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin
Aleksandr Pushkin
Aleksandr Serge'evich Pushkin
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Write for pleasure and publish for money.
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