Quotes from Alexander Pushkin

Sauvage, sombre, silencieuse Biche des bois toujours amoureuse

You interpret my heart, my nature, as you wish to believe it. In truth, I have no secret longing to be saved from myself.

This lowered him very much in the opinion of all our young fellows. Want of courage is the last thing to be pardoned by young men, who usually look upon bravery as the chief of all human virtues, and the excuse for every possible fault. But, by degrees, everything became forgotten, and Silvio regained his former influence

Une philosophie du vice Passa pour science des délices

A son image virginale, Mélancolique, frêle, pâle, Un songe doux et innocent Lui réchauffa soudain le sang

The History of the Village of Goryukhino

Objet de poésies mutines, Vase d'amour bien émouvant Toi qui m'a enivré souvent

People believe only in fame and do not understand that there might be among them some Napoleon, who has never commanded a single company of chasseurs, or another Descartes, who has not published a single line in the Moscow Telegraph. However, our respect for fame may well come from vanity: our own voice, too, goes into the making of fame.

S?radan, küçük bir kâtiptir, menzil bekçisi oldu mu diktatör kesilir. - Prens Viyazemski

Alt?n çaÄŸ, bütün halklar?n ortak düÅŸüncesidir ve insanlar?n, bugünden hiçbir zaman hoÅŸnut olmay?p ve geleceÄŸine iliÅŸkin olarak da pek az ümit beslemek gerektiÄŸini deneyleriyle öÄŸrenip, bir daha dönülemeyecek olan geçmiÅŸi düÅŸ güçlerinin bütün çiçekleriyle süslediklerini kan?tlar sadece.

Listen, my little peasant

Los proverbios morales son asombrosamente útiles en los casos en que, por mucho que lo intentemos, no se nos ocurre nada para justificarnos.

Mutluluk için doÄŸmad?m ben; Ruhum yabanc?d?r buna; Fayda yok yetkin halinizden: Ben lay?k deÄŸilim ona. Ä°nan?n(vicdan bir güvence) Evlilik büyük bir iÅŸkence. Size duysam da s?cakl?k, SoÄŸuk tutar al??kanl?k; AÄŸlars?n?z: o yaÅŸlar benim Dokunmaz hiç yüreÄŸime, Döndürür beni deliye. Hangi gülleri,karar verin, Hymenaios bize haz?rlar Belki de çok uzun y?llar!

Imaginary evil is romantic, varied; real evil is dreary, monotonous, barren, boring. Imaginary good is boring; real good is always new, marvelous, intoxicating.

En ook van jullie, jonge schonen, Die huiswaarts rijdt des avonds laat In koetsjes die hun driestheid tonen In onze Peterburgse straat, Wou mijn Jevgeni niets meer horen. Het feesten had hij afgezworen, Hij sloot zich op in huis, hij nam Verveeld een pen en was van plan Te schrijven - doch, hoe graag hij wilde, Nooit hield hem arbeid lang geboeid; Niets is er uit zijn pen gevloeid

Elbiseni yeniyken, namusunu gençken koru.

Tell him your parents have strictly forbidden you to play for anything but nuts.

Oh! my little father, Petr' Andréjïtch

Savelitch, whose sober conduct had rendered him worthy of being selected to take charge of me.

Nada interessava ou comovia: Para tudo olhava e nada via.

Apaixonou-se por arvoredos, Pela solidão das terras nuas, Por noites de estrelas, pela lua.

O hábito é a dádiva mais alta, Quando a felicidade nos falta.

Já esquecera os amigos, a cidade E o tédio das festas de vaidade.

There lies the cause of the rapid decline of our nobility: the grandfather was rich, the son is in need, the grandson goes begging.