Aleksandr Pushkin

The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

God save us from seeing a Russian revolt, senseless and merciless. Those who plot impossible upheavals among us, are either young and do not know our people, or are hard-hearted men who do not care a straw either about their own lives or those of others.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

And thus He mused: "From here, indeedFirm-footed by the sea, unchanging!

— Aleksandr Pushkin

‘Tis time, my friend, ‘tis time!Make plans to live. Look, all is dust, and we shall die.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

The heavy hanging chains shall fall,And brothers give you back the sword.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

What grace could all your worldly power bringOr do you fear the rabble might disgrace The One.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

Come purge my soul, Thou Master of my days,Thy fortitude, humility, and love.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

There yet remains but one concluding tale,He will transcribe these tales in all their truth.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

Unforced, as conversation passed,of kindling smiles in ladies' eyes.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

A man who's active and incisivecustom is despot of mankind.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

Send me, Almighty, I petition,I like things as they used to be

— Aleksandr Pushkin

The less we show our love to a woman,In the flattering toils of philandery.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

The clock of doom had struck as fated;let fall his pistol on the ground.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

Pimen [writing in front of a sacred lamp]:My true narrations.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

Like some magistrate grown gray in office,Evil and good, and knows not wrath nor pity.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

Ah! heavy art thou, crown of Monomakh!

— Aleksandr Pushkin

Mosalsky: Good folk! Maria Godunov and her son Feodor have poisoned themselves. We have seen their dead bodies. [The People are silent with horror.] Why are ye silent? Cry, Long live the Tsar Dimitry Ivanovich! [The People are speechless.]

— Aleksandr Pushkin

"The bread of the stranger is bitter," says Dante, "and his staircase hard to climb." But who can know what the bitterness of dependence is so well as the poor companion of an old lady of quality?

— Aleksandr Pushkin

I have come to you against my wish," she said in a firm voice: "but I have been ordered to grant your request. Three, seven, ace, will win for you if played in succession, but only on these conditions: that you do not play more than one card in twenty-four hours, and that you never play again during the rest of your life. I forgive you my death, on condition that you marry my companion, Lizaveta Ivanovna.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

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.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

"Ace has won!" cried Hermann, showing his card."The old Countess!" he exclaimed, seized with terror.

— Aleksandr Pushkin

Hermann went out of his mind, and is now confined in room Number 17 of the Obukhov Hospital. He never answers any questions, but he constantly mutters with unusual rapidity: "Three, seven, ace!" "Three, seven, queen!"

— Aleksandr Pushkin