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49 Motivational Quotes By Anna Akhmatova For Ballad Mongers

Famous As: One of the Most Significant Russian Poets of 20th Century
Born On: June 23, 1889
Died On: March 5, 1966
Born In: Odessa, Ukraine
Died At Age: 76
Anna Andreyevna Gorenko, renowned by pseudonym Anna Akhmatova, was one of the most illustrious Russian poets. Her works range from tragic masterpieces to short lyric poems. Her style of writing and thoughts have been strikingly archetypal and idiosyncratic from her contemporaries. Russian poetry lovingly embraced her clear and strong female voice and she was able to strike a chord with her audiences instantly. Some of her most noted poems, writings, thoughts and books include ‘Belaya Staya’, ‘Anno Domini’, ‘Poems Of Akhmatova’, ‘The Word That Causes Death’s Defeat: Poems Of Memory’ and ‘Beg Vremeni’ amongst others. Following are some popular quotes and sayings which have been curated from the writings, thoughts, poems and books of the prolific poet. Read through the quotes and thoughts by Anna Akhmatova that contains a world of wisdom. 
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You will hear thunder and remember me,
and think: she wanted storms...

You will hear thunder and remember me, and think: she wanted storms...

Anna Akhmatova
If you were music, I would listen to you ceaselessly, and my low spirits would brighten up.

If you were music, I would listen to you ceaselessly, and my low spirits would brighten up.

Anna Akhmatova
You will hear thunder and remember me, 
And think: she wanted storms. The rim 
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, 
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.

You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.

Anna Akhmatova
I seem to myself, as in a dream,
An accidental guest in this dreadful body.

I seem to myself, as in a dream, An accidental guest in this dreadful body.

Anna Akhmatova
My shadow serves as the friend I crave.

My shadow serves as the friend I crave.

Anna Akhmatova
Call me a sinner,
Mock me maliciously:
I was your insomnia,
I was your grief.

Call me a sinner, Mock me maliciously: I was your insomnia, I was your grief.

Anna Akhmatova
As the future ripens in the past,
so the past rots in the future --
a terrible festival of dead leaves.

As the future ripens in the past, so the past rots in the future -- a terrible festival of dead leaves.

Anna Akhmatova
Your voice is wild and simple.
You are untranslatable
Into any one tongue.

Your voice is wild and simple. You are untranslatable Into any one tongue.

Anna Akhmatova
You do not know just what you've been forgiven.

You do not know just what you've been forgiven.

Anna Akhmatova
Rising from the past, my shadow
Is running in silence to meet me.

Rising from the past, my shadow Is running in silence to meet me.

Anna Akhmatova
Forgive me, that I manage badly,
Manage badly but live gloriously,
That I leave traces of myself in my songs,
That I appeared to you in waking dreams.

Forgive me, that I manage badly, Manage badly but live gloriously, That I leave traces of myself in my songs, That I appeared to you in waking dreams.

Anna Akhmatova
I know beginnings, I know endings too,
and life-in-death, and something else
I'd rather not recall just now.

I know beginnings, I know endings too, and life-in-death, and something else I'd rather not recall just now.

Anna Akhmatova
And you know, I agree to everything:
I will condemn, I will forget, I will give comfort to the enemy,
Darkness will be light and sin lovely.

And you know, I agree to everything: I will condemn, I will forget, I will give comfort to the enemy, Darkness will be light and sin lovely.

Anna Akhmatova
We learned not to meet anymore,
We don't raise our eyes to one another,
But we ourselves won't guarantee
What could happen to us in an hour.

We learned not to meet anymore, We don't raise our eyes to one another, But we ourselves won't guarantee What could happen to us in an hour.

Anna Akhmatova
Wild honey smells of freedom 
The dust - of sunlight 
The mouth of a young girl, like a violet
But gold - smells of nothing.

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
I have a lot of work to do today; 
I need to slaughter memory, 
Turn my living soul to stone 
Then teach myself to live again.

I have a lot of work to do today; I need to slaughter memory, Turn my living soul to stone Then teach myself to live again.

Anna Akhmatova
That was when the ones who smiled
Were the dead, glad to be at rest.

That was when the ones who smiled Were the dead, glad to be at rest.

Anna Akhmatova
It was a time when only the dead smiled, happy in their peace.

It was a time when only the dead smiled, happy in their peace.

Anna Akhmatova
You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think:

You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: "she wanted storms.

Anna Akhmatova
Regarding myself as a mere echo,
Cave-like, unintelligible and nocturnal . . .

Regarding myself as a mere echo, Cave-like, unintelligible and nocturnal . . .

Anna Akhmatova
Today I have so much to do:
I must kill memory once and for all,
I must turn my soul to stone,
I must learn to live again--

Today I have so much to do: I must kill memory once and for all, I must turn my soul to stone, I must learn to live again--

Anna Akhmatova
... he is rewarded with a form of eternal childhood,
with the bounty and vigilance of the stars,
the whole world was his inheritance
and he shared it with everyone.

... he is rewarded with a form of eternal childhood, with the bounty and vigilance of the stars, the whole world was his inheritance and he shared it with everyone.

Anna Akhmatova
Song falls silent, music is dumb,
But the air burns with their fragrance,
And white winter, on its knees,
Observes everything with reverent attention.

Song falls silent, music is dumb, But the air burns with their fragrance, And white winter, on its knees, Observes everything with reverent attention.

Anna Akhmatova
Let whoever wants to, relax in the south,
And bask in the garden of paradise.
Here is the essence of north—and it's autumn
I've chosen as this year's friend.

Let whoever wants to, relax in the south, And bask in the garden of paradise. Here is the essence of north—and it's autumn I've chosen as this year's friend.

Anna Akhmatova
Who will grieve for this woman? Does she not seem
too insignificant for our concern?
Yet in my heart I never will deny her,
who suffered death because she chose to turn.

- Lot's Wife

Who will grieve for this woman? Does she not seem too insignificant for our concern? Yet in my heart I never will deny her, who suffered death because she chose to turn. - Lot's Wife

Anna Akhmatova
We are all carousers and loose women here;
How unhappy we are together!

We are all carousers and loose women here; How unhappy we are together!

Anna Akhmatova
But then he touched the flowers
With the dry tips of his fingers.

But then he touched the flowers With the dry tips of his fingers. "Tell me how men kiss you. Tell me how you kiss.

Anna Akhmatova
All that I am hangs by a thread tonight

All that I am hangs by a thread tonight

Anna Akhmatova
Real tenderness can’t be confused, It’s quiet and can’t be heard.

Real tenderness can’t be confused, It’s quiet and can’t be heard.

Anna Akhmatova
Now that you're there, where everything is known—tell me:
What else lived in that house besides us?

Now that you're there, where everything is known—tell me: What else lived in that house besides us?

Anna Akhmatova
It is good here: rustle and snow-crunch...
Ski tracks on the splendid finery
of the snow; a memory
that long ages ago
we passed here together.

It is good here: rustle and snow-crunch... Ski tracks on the splendid finery of the snow; a memory that long ages ago we passed here together.

Anna Akhmatova
Why is it that you still beguile me –
As wind, stone, bird – and all the likes? 
Why is that you smile on me – 
With sudden summer lightning strikes?

Why is it that you still beguile me – As wind, stone, bird – and all the likes? Why is that you smile on me – With sudden summer lightning strikes?

Anna Akhmatova
No one else was as close and as open, 
No one else so boiled my blood, 
Even he, who consigned me to torment, 
Even he, who caressed and forgot.

No one else was as close and as open, No one else so boiled my blood, Even he, who consigned me to torment, Even he, who caressed and forgot.

Anna Akhmatova
He loved three things
 in this life:
Vespers, white peacocks,
And old maps of America,
Didn't love children crying,
Raspberries with tea, 
Or feminine hysteria
...And I
 was his wife.

He loved three things in this life: Vespers, white peacocks, And old maps of America, Didn't love children crying, Raspberries with tea, Or feminine hysteria ...And I was his wife.

Anna Akhmatova
I knew: the gods turned once, in their madness,
Men into things, not killing humane senses.
You’ve been turned in to my reminiscences
To make eternal the unearthly sadness.

I knew: the gods turned once, in their madness, Men into things, not killing humane senses. You’ve been turned in to my reminiscences To make eternal the unearthly sadness.

Anna Akhmatova
Forgive me that I felt forsaken, 
That grief and angst was all I knew. 
Forgive me that I kept mistaking 
Too many other men for you.

Forgive me that I felt forsaken, That grief and angst was all I knew. Forgive me that I kept mistaking Too many other men for you.

Anna Akhmatova
Not under foreign skies
Nor under foreign wings protected -
I shared all this with my own people
There, where misfortune had abandoned us.

Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where misfortune had abandoned us.

Anna Akhmatova
You are many years late; how happy I am to see you

You are many years late; how happy I am to see you

Anna Akhmatova
No other looked into her secret eyes.
Nobody dared.

No other looked into her secret eyes. Nobody dared.

Anna Akhmatova
And it’s not because I’m tortured 
Or by some delirium swayed 
That I conjure up misfortune: 
It is just my trade.

And it’s not because I’m tortured Or by some delirium swayed That I conjure up misfortune: It is just my trade.

Anna Akhmatova
I’m happy. But some beauty is nonesuch - 
The gently sloping path across the wood, 
The wretched bridge that’s just a little skewed 
And that, for which, I won’t be waiting much.

I’m happy. But some beauty is nonesuch - The gently sloping path across the wood, The wretched bridge that’s just a little skewed And that, for which, I won’t be waiting much.

Anna Akhmatova
I have long had this premonition of a bright day and a deserted house

I have long had this premonition of a bright day and a deserted house

Anna Akhmatova
We will not drink from the same cup -
Neither water nor sweet wine is ours,
We will not kiss as the sun goes up
Or gaze at the night, on the sill, for hours. 
I breathe by the moon, you – by the sun

We will not drink from the same cup - Neither water nor sweet wine is ours, We will not kiss as the sun goes up Or gaze at the night, on the sill, for hours. I breathe by the moon, you – by the sun

Anna Akhmatova
Sunset in the ethereal waves:
I cannot tell if the day
is ending, or the world, or if
the secret of secrets is inside me again.

Sunset in the ethereal waves: I cannot tell if the day is ending, or the world, or if the secret of secrets is inside me again.

Anna Akhmatova
Beyond the lake the waning moon has slowed,
And stands there like a window open wide
Into a hushed and brightly lit abode
Where something dreadful has occurred inside.

Beyond the lake the waning moon has slowed, And stands there like a window open wide Into a hushed and brightly lit abode Where something dreadful has occurred inside.

Anna Akhmatova
I live like a cuckoo in a clock,
I'm not jealous of the forest birds.
They wind me up—and I cuckoo.
You know—such a fate
I could only wish
For someone I hate.

I live like a cuckoo in a clock, I'm not jealous of the forest birds. They wind me up—and I cuckoo. You know—such a fate I could only wish For someone I hate.

Anna Akhmatova
All my contemporaries—
hundred-and-fivers or convicts—
will tell you how we lived
in barely sentient fear, raising
children for the executioner,
prison, or the torture chamber.

All my contemporaries— hundred-and-fivers or convicts— will tell you how we lived in barely sentient fear, raising children for the executioner, prison, or the torture chamber.

Anna Akhmatova
And you, my friends! So few of you remain
That you are dearer daily. I rejoice
In you. How short the road has become,
That once appeared the longest road of all.

And you, my friends! So few of you remain That you are dearer daily. I rejoice In you. How short the road has become, That once appeared the longest road of all.

Anna Akhmatova
Posljednji susret bio nam je taj
na obali gdje smo uvijek se sretali. 
Bio je visok Nevin vodostaj.
Od poplave su u gradu strepili.

Pričao je o ljetu i o tom
da je za ženu pjesnikom biti - rđavo.

Posljednji susret bio nam je taj na obali gdje smo uvijek se sretali. Bio je visok Nevin vodostaj. Od poplave su u gradu strepili. Pričao je o ljetu i o tom da je za ženu pjesnikom biti - rđavo.

Anna Akhmatova