Век расшатался — и скверней всего,
Что я рожден восстановить его!

“My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heav…”

“Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful”

“I charge thee, fling away ambition. By that sin fell the angels.”

“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought hear…”