More Quotes by Alexander Pushkin
If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?
Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.
The less we love her when we woo her, The more we draw a woman in,
Thus people--so it seems to me-- Become good friends from sheer ennui.
Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.
Dearer to me than a host of base truths is the illusion that exalts.
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.
Play interests me very much," said Hermann: "but I am not in the position to sacrifice the necessary in the hope of winning the superfluous.
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.
