I was lying, but I wanted to rouse him. I have an inborn urge to contradict; my whole life has been a mere chain of sad and futile opposition to the dictates of either heart or reason. The presence of… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share Image
I love enemies, though not in the Christian way. They amuse me, excite my blood. Being always on one’s guard, catching every glance, the… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
In simple hearts the feeling for the beauty and grandeur of nature is a hundred-fold stronger and more vivid than in us, ecstatic composers… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
One should never spurn a penitent criminal: in his despair he may become twice as much a criminal as before. — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
“I have an unfortunate character; whether it is my upbringing that made me like that or God who created me so, I do not… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
Russian ladies, for the most part, cherish only Platonic love, without mingling any thought of matrimony with it; and Platonic love is exceedingly embarrassing. — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
What of it? If I die, I die. It will be no great loss to the world, and I am thoroughly bored with life.… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
“Moja je pusta mladost protekla u borbi sa samim sobom i sa svijetom; bojeći se poruge, pokopao sam svoje najbolje osjećaje na dnu srca;… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
I am like a mariner born and bred on board a buccaneer brig whose soul has become so inured to storm and strife that… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
“A childish feeling, I admit, but, when we retire from the conventions of society and draw close to nature, we involuntarily become children: each… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
I was lying, but I wanted to rouse him. I have an inborn urge to contradict; my whole life has been a mere chain… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
“I know a rock in a highland's ravine, On which only eagles might ever be seen, But a black wooden cross o'er a precipice… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
“But there is an unbounded pleasure to be had in the possession of a young, newly blossoming soul! It is like a flower, from… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
The history of a man's soul, even the pettiest soul, is hardly less interesting and useful than the history of a whole people; especially… — Mikhail Lermontov Copy Share
