Author of quotes: Vasily Andreyevich Zhukovsky. Page 2
The deceptive stillness of your view:
You're in the abyss dead to hide the confusion
You, sky gazing, trembling for him.
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MegaMozg 15-01-2017 / 21:29
About our life, where the only true loss
Where sweet moment only this,
Where sorrow without wings, and joy winged
And where ever the last one...
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 15:01
We are afraid to be funny and love to laugh.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 17:31
When created, it lives and hours.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 09:55
Only what is written hard to read easily.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 09:55
Stubbornness is a weakness, having a form of power; it comes from an imbalance in the Union of the will with the mind... will the rupture with reason, or doesn't use the force, or uses it for evil; both of weakness...
Stubborn kept their beliefs, but, as it were, mechanically; he does not tolerate contradiction, because too lazy, or biased, to test their ideas; it is easier to save them as they came into his head, rather than review them, keeping in mind the same truth, and to replace old, false, new is true.
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MegaMozg 07-01-2017 / 22:10
Nei giorni tuoi felici ricordati di me!
In your happy days remember me!
Quote Explanation: To Turgenev, in response to verses sent to them instead of a letter.
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MegaMozg 04-01-2017 / 12:56
What is the law?
The law on the street, tightrope,
To stop passers-by in the road
Ile them to turn back,
Il im confused legs!
But what? Wasted effort!
No no go back!
No one wants to wait!
Who is short of stature, the downward slip,
And who big - step over!
Quote Explanation: the law can be circumvented either by cunning, or position, and if it can be avoided so why do we need it?
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MegaMozg 03-01-2017 / 15:49
In that world the soul will take
Love the image and cute...
On the other, death is not all take;
There is life beyond the grave.
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MegaMozg 03-01-2017 / 07:47
And we... will do dershem strangers to each other to be?
Can it be true beauties to the eye, or the pursuit of honors,
Il vain honor pleasant light to pass
Will make amends in serdce the memory
On the joys of the soul, the happiness of young days,
And friendship, and love, and dedicated to the Muses?
No, no! let everyone goes after the fate of his,
But my heart loves the unforgettable...
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MegaMozg 03-01-2017 / 07:47
Translator in prose is a slave and interpreter in verse - a rival.
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MegaMozg 31-12-2016 / 19:41