Statements about Pushkin
Apollo Alexandrovich Grigoriev
And Pushkin is our everything: Pushkin is the representative of everything that is spiritual, special, that will remain our spiritual, special after all our collisions with strangers, with other worlds. Pushkin is so far the only complete sketch of our national personality, a nugget that took into itself, in all kinds of collisions with other features and organisms, everything that should be accepted, set aside everything that should be set aside, complete and whole, but not yet with colors, but only a sketched outline of the image of our national essence - an image that we will be shading with colors for a long time to come. The sphere of Pushkin’s spiritual sympathies does not exclude anything that happened before him and nothing that was and will be correct and organically ours after him.
(A.A. Grigoriev “A look at Russian literature since the death of Pushkin.” 1859)
Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky
Pushkin’s humanity was a phenomenon of the highest order: it did not tease the imagination with pictures of poverty and suffering and did not cloud the consciousness with a fog of tears: its source was not in kindness, but in understanding and a sense of justice. And humanity was, of course, an innate feature of Pushkin’s chosen nature.
(From the article by I. Annensky “Pushkin and Tsarskoe Selo”. 1899)
...everything that we had before Pushkin grew and was drawn precisely to him, to its not yet visible, but already promised sun. Pushkin was the finalizer of old Rus'. Pushkin captured this Rus', joyful with its long, silent maturation and infinitely proud of its finally shining like a diamond in its forehead from under the fairy rags.
(From the article by I. Annensky “Aesthetics of dead souls and its legacy.” 1911)
Konstantin Dmitrievich Balmont
Pushkin was truly the sun of Russian poetry, spreading his rays over an enormous distance and bringing into existence an infinite number of large and small satellites. He concentrated in himself the freshness of a young race, the naive spontaneity and loquaciousness of a brilliant healthy child, for whom everything is new, who responds to everything, in whom every contact with the visible world awakens a whole system of thoughts, feelings and sounds.
(K. Balmont “About Russian poets. Fragments from lectures.” 1897)
Alexander Alexandrovich Blok
Our memory keeps from childhood a cheerful name: Pushkin. This name, this sound fills many days of our lives. Gloomy names of emperors, generals, inventors of murder weapons, torturers and martyrs of life. And next to them is an easy name: Pushkin. Pushkin was able to carry his creative burden so easily and cheerfully, despite the fact that the role of a poet is not easy and cheerful; she is tragic; Pushkin played his role with a broad, confident and free movement, like a great master; and, however, our hearts often clench at the thought of Pushkin: the festive and triumphal procession of the poet, who could not interfere with the external, for his work is internal - culture - this procession was too often disrupted by the gloomy interference of people for whom a stove pot is dearer than God .
(From the speech of A.A. Blok “On the appointment of a poet.” 1921)
Valery Yakovlevich Bryusov
Pushkin was aware that he was destined to have a short life, as if he was in a hurry to explore all the paths that literature could take after him. He did not have time to go through these paths to the end: he left sketches, notes, brief instructions; he included the most complex questions, the development of which later required multi-volume novels, in the frame of a short poem or even in the dry outline of a work that he did not have the leisure to write. And to this day our literature has not yet outlived Pushkin; To this day, in all directions where it rushes, there are milestones set by Pushkin as a sign that he knew and saw this path.
(From the article by V. Bryusov “The Versatility of Pushkin.” 1922)
Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol
Pushkin is an extraordinary phenomenon and, perhaps, the only manifestation of the Russian spirit: this is Russian man in his development, in which he may appear in two hundred years. In it, Russian nature, Russian soul, Russian language, Russian character were reflected in the same purity, in such purified beauty, in which the landscape is reflected on the convex surface of optical glass.
(From N.V. Gogol’s article “A few words about Pushkin.” 1832)
Quotes and aphorisms of A. S. Pushkin
Exactly 190 years ago, the first chapter of the novel “Eugene Onegin” by Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin was published. On this occasion, today we recall the sayings and aphorisms of the great writer and poet.
1. Marriage empties the soul.
2. Inspiration is the disposition of the soul to the living reception of impressions, and therefore to the rapid understanding of concepts, which contributes to the explanation of them.
3. ...Genius and villainy - Two incompatible things...
4. Two feelings are wonderfully close to us - In them the heart finds food - Love for the native ashes, Love for the tombs of our fathers.
5. There is a time for love, but another for wisdom.
6. I, of course, despise my fatherland from head to toe, but it annoys me if a foreigner shares this feeling with me
7. We honor everyone with zeros, and ourselves with ones.
8. They say that misfortune is a good school; May be. But happiness is the best university.
9. As a material for literature, the Slavic-Russian language has an undeniable superiority over all European ones.
10. All ages are submissive to love.
11. People are never satisfied with the present and, from experience, having little hope for the future, decorate the irrevocable past with all the colors of their imagination.
12. We all learned a little something and somehow.
13. Thought! Great word! What constitutes the greatness of a person if not thought?
14. Don’t put off until dinner what you can eat at lunch.
15. Disrespect for ancestors is the first sign of immorality.
16. But I, loving, was stupid and dumb.
17. One of the reasons for the greed with which we read the notes of great people is our pride : we are glad if we are similar to a wonderful person in any way, opinions, feelings, habits - even weaknesses and vices. We would probably find more similarities with the opinions, habits and weaknesses of completely insignificant people if they left us their works.
18. Habit has been given to us from above: it is a substitute for happiness.
19. Following the thoughts of a great man is the most interesting science.
20. Horror is incompatible with laughter.
21. A scientist without talent is like that poor mullah who cut up and ate the Koran, thinking to be filled with the spirit of Mohammed.
22. Accept praise and slander indifferently and do not challenge a fool.
23. The more cold, calculating, and prudent we are, the less we are attacked by ridicule.
24. Selfishness may be disgusting, but it is not funny, for it is extremely reasonable . However, there are people who love themselves with such tenderness, are surprised at their genius with such delight, think about their well-being with such tenderness, about their displeasures with such compassion, that in them selfishness has a funny side of enthusiasm and sensitivity.
25. Reading is the best teaching!
26. Ah, it’s not difficult to deceive me, I’m glad to be deceived myself!
27. I see myself as if in a mirror, but this mirror flatters me.
February 27, 2015
Crown of thorns entwined with laurels
Unfortunately, Alexander Sergeevich had to accept death (and, apparently, he perfectly understood that it was the tragic ending that would raise him to unattainable heights) in order to be appreciated. Not a single line of poetry, not a single masterpiece could do what martyrdom did: it was she who made us see genius in a man who was perceived by many contemporaries as a not-so-successful rhymer. Only very few were able to see and understand what value Pushkin represents for Russia. One of them was Vasily Andreevich Zhukovsky, a wise and bright knight of poetry, who once gave young Alexander his portrait with the inscription: “To the victorious student from the defeated teacher.”
Phrases and excerpts from the novel “Eugene Onegin”
He who lived and thought cannot help but despise people in his soul...
They came together: Wave and stone, Poetry and prose, ice and fire.
The less we love a woman, the easier it is for her to like us, and the more surely we destroy her Among seductive networks.
Whom to love? Who to believe? Who won't cheat on us alone? Who helpfully measures all deeds, all speeches by our yardstick? Who doesn’t sow slander about us? Who cares for us? Who cares about our vice? Who never gets bored? A vain seeker of a ghost, Without wasting your labors in vain, Love yourself, my venerable reader! A worthy subject: there is nothing more amiable, it’s true.
You can be a smart person And think about the beauty of your nails:
Why argue fruitlessly with the century? The custom is despot between people.
.. I love you (why lie?), But I am given to another; I will be faithful to him forever..
He was loved... at least that's what he thought, and he was happy. A hundred times blessed is he who is devoted to faith...
But there is no friendship between us either. Having destroyed all prejudices, We consider everyone as zeros, And ourselves as ones.
Love for all ages.
We all learned a little Something and somehow, So with upbringing, thank God, It’s no wonder for us to shine.
A habit has been given to us from above: It is a substitute for happiness.
When you get old, life is so disgusting...
And a thought sank into my heart; The time has come, she fell in love.
Blessed is he who was young from his youth, Blessed is he who matured in time.
O people! You are all like the ancestor Eva: What has been given to you does not attract you; the serpent constantly calls you To itself, to the mysterious tree: Give you the forbidden fruit, And without that, paradise is not paradise for you.
Everyone fusses, lies for two, and everywhere there is a mercantile spirit. Yearning! Explanation of the quote: From what was not included in the novel
There is no return to dreams and years
I lined the shelf with a group of books, I read and read, but to no avail: There is boredom, there is deception or delirium; There is no conscience in that, there is no meaning in that; Everyone is wearing different chains; And the old is outdated, And the old are delirious with the new.
Excerpts and quotes from poetic works
There is no happiness in the world, but there is peace and will.
Praise and slander were accepted with indifference and do not challenge the fool.
And the heart burns and loves again - because it cannot help but love.
He who has loved once will not love again.
A woman's love does not last long. The cold separation saddens her: Love will pass, boredom will set in, The beauty will love again.
And happiness was so possible, So close!
What happened will not happen again. Whatever happens will be nice.
You cannot harness a horse and a trembling doe to one cart.
Blessed is he who was young from his youth, Blessed is he who matured in time. It will always be as it was; This is how the white light has been since ancient times: There are many scientists - few smart ones, There are darkness of acquaintances - but no friend!
No no! It has passed, the destructive time, When Russia bore the burden of ignorance.
I feel sad and light; my sadness is light; My sadness is full of you.
Ah, it’s not difficult to deceive me!.. I’m glad to be deceived myself!
I loved you: love, perhaps, has not yet completely died out in my soul; But don't let it bother you anymore; I don't want to make you sad in any way. I loved you silently, hopelessly, sometimes with timidity, sometimes with jealousy; I loved you so sincerely, so tenderly, As God grant you to be loved differently.
There is no grace for you in anything; There is a discord with your happiness: And you are beautiful inappropriately, And you are smart inappropriately.
Frost and sun; wonderful day! You are still dozing, lovely friend - It’s time, beauty, wake up: Open your closed eyes towards the northern Aurora, appear as the star of the north!
If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be angry! On the day of despondency, reconcile yourself: Believe, the day of joy will come.
The heart lives in the future; The present is sad: Everything is instant, everything will pass; Whatever happens will be nice.
The smartest husband in Russia
How did Alexander Sergeevich himself feel about himself?
He was an expressive, bold-tongued, insightful and sarcastic young man who set himself the most difficult creative tasks. One of these peaks was the drama “Boris Godunov,” which not only embodied the spirit of a distant era, but was written with stunning poetic and psychological accuracy. Having completed and re-read his work, the poet was delighted that his plan had been accomplished, and exclaimed about himself: “Oh, Pushkin, oh, son of a bitch!” This phrase was preserved in one of the poet’s letters, which were always written easily, naturally, but concealed within themselves the same poetic gift that illuminated everything that came from Pushkin’s pen. When the golden age of Russian poetry (the literary era to which Alexander Sergeevich belonged) was replaced by the silver age, the time of Balmont, Gumilyov, Voloshin, Akhmatova, Mayakovsky, the best lines were dedicated to “the smartest husband of Russia” by the brilliant Marina Tsvetaeva - and in the prose masterpiece “ My Pushkin,” and in verse:
“The scourge of gendarmes, the god of students, the bile of husbands, the delight of wives...”
And Alexander Sergeevich himself, while still a very young man, wrote an epitaph for himself, hoping to live a long life, which, alas, did not happen: “Pushkin is buried here; He and his young muse, With love and laziness, spent a cheerful century, He did not do any good, but he was a good soul, By God, a kind man.”
