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Anna Akhmatova quotes - page 3
Wild honey smells of freedom The dust - of sunlight The mouth of a young girl, like a violet But gold - smells of nothing.
Anna Akhmatova
If you were music, I would listen to you ceaselessly, and my low spirits would brighten up.
Anna Akhmatova
Why is this century worse than those others? Maybe, because, in sadness and alarm, It only touched the blackest of the ulcers, But couldn't heal it in its span of time.
Anna Akhmatova
That was when the ones who smiled Were the dead, glad to be at rest.
Anna Akhmatova
And it seemed to me that there were fires Flying till dawn without number And I never found out things-those Strange eyes of his-what colour? Everything trembling and singing and Were you my enemy or my friend, Winter was it or summer?
Anna Akhmatova
A multi-colored crowd streaked about, and suddenly all was totally changed. It wasn't the usual city racket. It came from a strange land.
Anna Akhmatova
Already madness lifts its wing to cover half my soul.
Anna Akhmatova
No-one was more cherished, no-one tortured Me more, not Even the one who betrayed me to torture, Not even the one who caressed me and forgot.
Anna Akhmatova
Prince Charming, prince of the mockers - compared with him the foulest of sinners is grace incarnate...
Anna Akhmatova
Let the gossip roll! What to me are Hamlet's garters, or the whirlwind of Salome's dance, or the tread of the Man in the Iron Mask? I am more iron than they.
Anna Akhmatova
It's all the same to me. The Yenisei swirls, the North Star shines, as it will shine forever; and the blue lustre of my loved one's eyes is clouded over by the final horror. - The House on the Fontanka, 19 August 1939.
Anna Akhmatova
Where are they now, my nameless friends from those two years I spent in hell? What specters mock them now, amid the fury of Siberian snows, or in the blighted circle of the moon? To them I cry, Hail and Farewell! - March 1940.
Anna Akhmatova
Thinking of the sun causes quick beating of my heart - snowy weather comes on the wind lightly drifting.
Anna Akhmatova
You... you are as old as the Mamre oak, ancient interrogator of the moon, whose feigned groans cannot take us in. You write laws of iron.
Anna Akhmatova
For some the wind can fleshly blow, for some the sunlight fade at ease, but we, made partners in our dread, hear but the grating of the keys, and heavy-booted soldiers' tread. As if for early mass, we rose and each day walked the wilderness, trudging through silent street and square, to congregate, less live than dead.
Anna Akhmatova
Such grief might make the mountain stoop, reverse the waters where they flow, but cannot burst these ponderous bolts that block us from the prison cells crowded with mortal woe...
Anna Akhmatova
Is this the visitor from the wrong side of the mirror? Or the shape that suddenly flitted past my window? Is it the new moon playing tricks, or is someone really standing there again between the stove and the cupboard?
Anna Akhmatova
I do not need your loving words or hurried kiss as night comes down in the place where we once lived innocent as children, and happier.
Anna Akhmatova
Courage: Great Russian word, fit for the songs of our children's children, pure on their tongues, and free.
Anna Akhmatova
That day in Moscow, it will all come true, when, for the last time, I take my leave, And hasten to the heights that I have longed for, Leaving my shadow still to be with you.
Anna Akhmatova
And the just man trailed God's shining agent, over a black mountain, in his giant track, while a restless voice kept harrying his woman: "It's not too late, you can still look back at the red towers of your native Sodom, the square where once you sang, the spinning-shed, at the empty windows set in the tall house where sons and daughters blessed your marriage-bed."
Anna Akhmatova
The silvery tree opens to an empty sky - maybe it is better that I am not your husband.
Anna Akhmatova
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Anna Akhmatova
Occupation:
Russian Poet
Born:
June 11, 1889
Died:
March 5, 1966
Quotes count:
114
Wikipedia:
Anna Akhmatova
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