“Lizaveta listened to him in terror. So all those passionate letters, those ardent desires, this bold obstinate pursuit—all this was not love! Money—that was what his soul yearned for! She could not satisfy his desire and make him happy! The… — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share Image
The less we show our love to a woman, Or please her less, and neglect our duty, The more we trap and ruin her… — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
“Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth." [From: 19 Lessons On Tea]” — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
“My goddesses! You vanished faces! Oh, hearken to my woeful call: Have other maidens gained your places, Yet not replaced you after all? (12)” — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
“I love a friendly chat and a friendly glass of wine during the evening - the time they call, for some accountable reason, 'between… — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
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 Copy Share
Thank you, darling, for learning to play chess. It is an absolute necessity for any well organized family. (in a letter to his wife) — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
“.. and these days I've come to prefer the more steady Bordeaux. I am no longer up to champagne from Ay: it's like a… — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm. — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
Please, never despise the translator. He's the mailman of human civilization. — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
“55 But I was born for peaceful roaming, For country calm and lack of strife; My lyre sings! And in the gloaming My fertile… — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
“Perhaps you'd like, you gentle fellow, To hear what I'm prepared to say On "kinfolk" and their implications? Well, here's my view of close… — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
“This, then, is the fate of your sons, Oh Rome, oh celebrated power! Singer of love, singer of the gods, Tell me, what is… — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
“In alien lands I keep the body Of ancient native rites and things: I gladly free a little birdie At celebration of the spring.… — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
Then came a moment of renaissance, I looked up - you again are there, A fleeting vision, the quintessence Of all that's beautiful and… — Alexander Pushkin Copy Share
