Alexander Pushkin Quotes, Thoughts and images

Fearing no insult, asking for no crown, receive with indifference both flattery and slander, and do not argue with a fool.

It is better to have dreamed a thousand dreams that never were than never to have dreamed at all.

Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.

Somewhere between obsession and compulsion is impulse.

I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.

As long as there is one heart on Earth where I still live, my memory will not die.

My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you.

Write for pleasure and publish for money.

A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.

If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.

Inspiration is needed in geometry, just as much as in poetry.

Please, never despise the translator. He's the mailman of human civilization.

Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.

I was not born to amuse the Tsars.

Moral maxims are surprisingly useful on occasions when we can invent little else to justify our actions.

With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.

Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.

Habit is Heaven's own redress: it takes the place of happiness.

In this, our age of infamy Man's choice is but to be A tyrant, traitor, prisoner: No other choice has he.

Thus people--so it seems to me-- Become good friends from sheer ennui.

Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.

Try to be forgotten. Go live in the country. Stay in mourning for two years, then remarry, but choose somebody decent.

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.

I am married and happy. My only wish is that nothing will change.

My dreams, my dreams! What has become of their sweetness? What indeed has become of my youth?

Thank you, darling, for learning to play chess. It is an absolute necessity for any well organized family.

I do not like Moscow life. You live here not as you want to live, but as old women want you to.

Mistress-like, its brilliance vain, highly capricious and inane.

Cabbage soup and barley. They're Russia's national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.