Author of quotes: Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev. Page 2

The trees were bare shoulders, mask hides the yellow ball
Who says time heals, that ever love did not know...

Let a bit blood in his veins,
But my heart does not lack tenderness...
Oh, last love!
You and bliss and hopelessness.

Unavailable in bulks
I look at the whole o'clock, -
What dew and coolness
From there, with the noise pouring to us!
Suddenly brighten ognetsvet
Their immaculate snow.
On them goes unnoticed
Heavenly angels foot...

Don't tell me! To me it is like first loves,
Me, as before values...
Oh no! He is ruining my life inhuman,
Though, I see the knife in his hand shaking.
In anger, in tears, yearning, indignant,
Passionate, wounded in soul,
I'm afflicted, you're not... them, one of them I live -
But this life!.. Oh, how bitter it is!
It merit me so gently and sparingly,
Don't measure as well as fierce enemy...
Oh, breathing is still painful and difficult,
Unable to breathe, but to live I can't!

There are twins for earthly beings
The two deities - that Death and Sleep,
Like brother and sister wondrously similar -
She guruma, crotche he...
But there are two other twin -
And no couple more beautiful
And charm no worse
Her betraying heart...
The Union of their blood, not accidental,
And just in the fateful days
Its an unsolvable mystery
Alvarezsaur us they are.
And who in an excess of sensation,
When boiling and curdling blood,
Did not know your temptations -
Suicide and Love!

Over this dark crowd
The unawakened people
When you do ascend, Freedom,
Will flash if a beam of your Golden?..

Alas, what our ignorance
And be a paraplegic and sad?

Empties air, the birds can not hear bole
But far before the first winter storms -
And pours clean and warm azure
Resting on the field...

There is in autumn initial
Short but marvelous time -
The whole day is like a crystal,
And radiant evening...

... To survive - not to live.

Not what you crease, nature:
Not cast, not heartless face -
It has soul, it has freedom,
It has Love, it has language.

From end to end, from grad to grad
Fate, like a whirlwind sweeping people,
And if you were happy or not happy,
That she needs?.. Forward, forward!

So sad tlicse my life
And every day goes in smoke;
So fade I
The monotony is unbearable!..

Joy and grief in living ecstasy,
Council and the heart in eternal agitation,
Exulting in the sky, languishing on earth,
Passionately cheering,
Passionate yearning,
Life is bliss, only love.