The whole of life is symbolic because the whole of it has meaning.
BORIS PASTERNAKBut what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?
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But the division in him was a sorrow and a torment, and he became accustomed to it only as one gets used to an unhealed and frequently reopened wound.
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It is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on it.
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No single man makes history. History cannot be seen just as one cannot see grass growing.
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How many things in the world deserve our loyalty? Very few indeed. I think one should be loyal to immortality, which is another word for life, a stronger word for it.
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And why is it, thought Lara, that my fate is to see everything and take it all so much to heart?
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I come here to speak poetry. It will always be in the grass. It will also be necessary to bend down to hear it. It will always be too simple to be discussed in assemblies.
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You are eternity’s hostage A captive of mine.
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If you want to know, life is the principle of self-renewal, it is constantly renewing and remaking and changing and transfiguring itself.
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Our evenings are farewells. Our parties are testaments. So that the secret stream of suffering. May warm the cold of life.
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To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.
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Most people experience love, without noticing that there is anything remarkable about it.
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The most extraordinary discoveries are made when the artist is overwhelmed by what he has to say.
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Even so, one step from my grave, I believe that cruelty, spite, The powers of darkness will in time Be crushed by the spirit of light.
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At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
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No deep and strong feeling, such as we may come across here and there in the world, is unmixed with compassion. The more we love, the more the object of our love seems to us to be a victim.
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