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About the sweet little girl

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Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

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About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

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About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

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About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


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A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
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Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is half-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

About the sweet little girl

Pushkin's sermons
About the sweet little girl



 Simon Soloveichik
 
Let's read Pushkin. Two or three of his lines, even accidentally snatched, can create a good mood for the whole day:

Forgive the light of day,
Forgive the heavens a veil,
A dumb night is haze, sweet day,
Familiar hills, creepy deserted voice,
The silence of the mysterious forest,
And all ... Forgive me one last time.

Everything is alive for Pushkin, everything moves and acts: the sun is a shining star, it is shining; night is mute; the dawn, that is, the dawn, is sweet; hills - their own, familiar; the stream flows, murmurs in silence - the poet hears the voice of the stream in the silence of the forest, as in the desert ... And the forest is silent, and this very silence is mysterious. There is nothing lifeless, indifferent in nature, everything is mine, everything is yours, everything is full of movement and joy.

And the greatest joy is dawn, sunrise, sweet day.

Have you ever seen the solemn sunrise, watched it, died down at the appearance of the smallest edge of the sun? And now it is expanding, now it is hHenri de Toulouse-Lautrec art

alf-way, but everything has risen - the light of the day!

The most deaf to music, the most stale person at this sweet hour of the day-house feels like a believing person in the church, he is ready to pray, he rises in his soul, seeing this triumph of light over darkness.

So after all, our whole life, every minute is the struggle of light and darkness. A man is happy if he has always light feelings in his soul, if a sweet little girl fills him with joy every day, if he wakes up and rises with joy, with light, if he lives lightly and brings light to people. He is unhappy, who does not know this light, who is always sullen, dark with soul, suspicious and angry.

Evil seems as if he is just, as if he is angry righteous, as if there is always something to be angry with. But in fact he was just angry, he was not captured by the sweet hour of the day, the light did not penetrate into his soul - and he lives like an extinct lantern. No, not just extinct, but one that does not exist in the physical world: a lantern spreading darkness, killing, destroying light.

How to learn to live with the dawn? It does not mean to rise before everyone else and do not necessarily see the sunrise every day. But when you wake up, you can think of the sun that has risen or will soon rise, you can think about the light that the earth is full of, and about the light that's in your soul.

 He is, this light of the day-tree, he is in every soul, only it is necessary to see, to feel this light: he bears in himself forces. After all, all living things on Earth are therefore alive, that every day the sweet hour of the day comes.


.

A series of messages "Pushkin's sermons Simon Soloveichik":
Part 1 - Pushkin's sermons ~~ Simon Soloveychik Part 2 - About Grace ... Part 25 - About the Duty of Love Part 26 - About Freedom in Chains Part 27 - About the sweet little girl
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