Don't be sad, don't be angry, if life deceives you! Submit to your grief - your time for joy will come, believe me.

I want to understand you, I study your obscure language.

I do not like Moscow life. You live here not as you want to live, but as old women want you to.

My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you.

A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.

With womankind, the less we love them, the easier they become to charm.

As long as there is one heart on Earth where I still live, my memory will not die.