"He who speaks a bit of a foreign language has more delight in it than he who speaks it well; pleasure goes along with superficial knowledge."

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How the miracle of our meeting Shone there and sang, I didn't want to return From there to anywhere. Happiness instead of duty Was bitter delight to me. Not obliged to speak to anyone, I spoke for a long while. Let passions stifle lovers, Demanding answers, We, my dear, are only souls At the limits of the world.

— Anna Akhmatova