Anna Akhmatova Quotes
Flowers, cold from the dew,And autumn's approaching breath,I pluck for the warm, luxuriant braids,Wh...
Show MoreAnd you know, I agree to everything:I will condemn, I will forget, I will give comfort to the enemy,...
Show MoreI’m not weeping, I’m not complaining,Happiness is not for me.
Let my heiress have full rights,Live in my house, sing songs that I composed.Yet how slowly my stren...
Show MoreThough you are three times more beautiful than angels,Though you are the sister of the river willows...
Show MoreIf you were music, I would listen to you ceaselessly, and my low spirits would brighten up.
I have a lot of work to do today; I need to slaughter memory, Turn my living soul to stone Then teac...
Show MoreWe don't know how to say goodbye,We wander on, shoulder to shoulderAlready the sun is going downYou'...
Show MoreThe angel of God, having secretly Betrothed us one winter day,Watches over our carefree livesWith fi...
Show MoreThis land, although not my native land,Will be remembered forever.And the sea's lightly iced,Unsalty...
Show MoreYou will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be the ...
Show MoreI defendNot my voice, but my silence
And in the depths of music, I didn’t find the answer,And again there was silence, and again the ghos...
Show MoreThis cruel age has deflected me,like a river from this course.Strayed from its familiar shores,my ch...
Show MoreBeyond the lake the waning moon has slowed,And stands there like a window open wideInto a hushed and...
Show MoreForgive me that I felt forsaken, That grief and angst was all I knew. Forgive me that I kept mistaki...
Show MoreWhy is it that you still beguile me –As wind, stone, bird – and all the likes? Why is that you smile...
Show MoreI’m happy. But some beauty is nonesuch - The gently sloping path across the wood, The wretched bridg...
Show MoreNo one else was as close and as open, No one else so boiled my blood, Even he, who consigned me to t...
Show MoreAs the future ripens in the past,so the past rots in the future --a terrible festival of dead leaves...
Show MoreМы не умеем прощаться,-Всё бродим плечо к плечу.Уже начинает смеркаться,Ты задумчив, а я молчу.В цер...
Show MoreЛотова ЖенаИ праведник шел за посланником Бога,Огромный и светлый, по черной горе.Но громко жене гов...
Show MoreAll's taken away: my love and my power.The body, thrown into city it hates,Finds no joy in the sunli...
Show MoreMy shadow serves as the friend I crave.
It was a time when only the dead smiled, happy in their peace.
For this gloomy beast within my breast - A heart. But the thing is,We've all had to learn not to sle...
Show MoreIn those years only the dead smiled, Glad to be at rest: And Leningrad city swayed like A needless a...
Show MoreI've ceased to smile long ago, The bitter winds now chill my lips, Another hope was just let go, Ano...
Show MoreWithout love, I'm more at ease, I'm sure. The sky is high, the mountain wind is sweeping, And all my...
Show MoreOnce taken by her, you glowedAnd you drank her poisons, content. Because all the stars seemed to gro...
Show MoreA town loved with bitter love.
All my contemporaries—hundred-and-fivers or convicts—will tell you how we livedin barely sentient fe...
Show MoreI know: yes, no, even I must tear offThe delicate daisy petals.Everyone on earth is destined to feel...
Show MoreLet whoever wants to, relax in the south,And bask in the garden of paradise.Here is the essence of n...
Show MoreTomorrow the mirrors will mock me
Song falls silent, music is dumb,But the air burns with their fragrance,And white winter, on its kne...
Show MoreBut I am not allowed to forgetThe taste of the tears of yesterday.
I marvel at everything as if it were new.