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More Quotes by Alexander Pushkin
I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.
Dearer to me than a host of base truths is the illusion that exalts.
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.
My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?
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.
He filled a shelf with a small army of books and read and read; but none of it made sense. .. They were all subject to various cramping limitations: those of the past were outdated, and those of the present were obsessed with the past.
If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
Thus people--so it seems to me-- Become good friends from sheer ennui.
It's a lucky man who leaves early from life's banquet, before he's drained to the dregs his goblet - full of wine; yes, it's a lucky man who has not read life's novel to the end, but has been wise enough to part with it abruptly - like me with my Onegin.
