Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov. A hero of our time (№ 90588)

We are parting for ever; but you can be sure I'll never love another my soul has exhausted you all its treasures, its tears and hopes. Loved once you cannot look without a certain disdain for other men, not because that you were better than them, Oh no! but in your nature there is something special, peculiar to you alone, something proud and mysterious; in your voice, no matter what you say, there is an invincible power; no one can so constantly wish to be loved; neither wickedness ever so attractive, no one's glance promises so much bliss, no one can better play to your strengths and no one can be so truly unhappy as you, because none of this trying to convince myself otherwise.