I Am Married And Happy. My Only

Love Passed, The Muse Appeared, The Weather Of Mind Got Clarity New-found; Now Free, I Once More Weave Together Emotion, Thought, And Magic Sound.

Try To Be Forgotten. Go Live In The Country. Stay In Mourning For Two Years, Then Remarry, But Choose Somebody Decent.

I Was Not Born To Amuse The Tsars.

I Do Not Like Moscow Life. You Live Here Not As You Want To Live, But As Old Women Want You To.

Better The Illusions That Exalt Us Than Ten Thousand Truths.