My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth? Alexander Pushkin More Quotes by Alexander Pushkin More Quotes From Alexander Pushkin It is better to have dreamed a thousand dreams that never were than never to have dreamed at all. Alexander Pushkin thousand dream Fearing no insult, asking for no crown, receive with indifference both flattery and slander, and do not argue with a fool. Alexander Pushkin crowns fool asking Don't be sad, don't be angry, if life deceives you! Submit to your grief - your time for joy will come, believe me. Alexander Pushkin grief motivational inspirational 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. Alexander Pushkin our-love ruins toil Then came a moment of renaissance, Alexander Pushkin famous-love vision beautiful 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. Alexander Pushkin failure dream heart Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths. Alexander Pushkin ten illusion thousand Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse. Alexander Pushkin impulse obsession inspirational I loved you; even now I may confess, Some embers of my love their fire retain; But do not let it cause you more distress, I do not want to sadden you again. Hopeless and tongue tied, yet I loved you dearly With pangs the jealous and the timid know; So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely, I pray God grant another love you so. Alexander Pushkin jealous fire love As long as there is one heart on Earth where I still live, my memory will not die. Alexander Pushkin heart memories long 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. Alexander Pushkin men night believe I want to understand you, I study your obscure language. Alexander Pushkin language study want Write for pleasure and publish for money. Alexander Pushkin publish pleasure writing If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason. Alexander Pushkin beats flames reason A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths. Alexander Pushkin host deception lows Moscow... how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! What store of riches it imparts! Alexander Pushkin moscow sound heart My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you. Alexander Pushkin whole-life meetings whole Moral maxims are surprisingly useful on occasions when we can invent little else to justify our actions. Alexander Pushkin our-actions moral littles I have outlasted all desire, My dreams and I have grown apart; My grief alone is left entire, The gleamings of an empty heart. The storms of ruthless dispensation Have struck my flowery garland numb, I live in lonely desolation And wonder when my end will come. Thus on a naked tree-limb, blasted By tardy winter's whistling chill, A single leaf which has outlasted Its season will be trembling still. Alexander Pushkin grief lonely dream Please, never despise the translator. He's the mailman of human civilization. Alexander Pushkin mailman despise civilization
