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Art has two constant, two unending concerns: It always meditates on death and thus always creates life. All great, genuine art resembles and continues the Revelation of St John.

Boris Pasternak

As far as modern writing is concerned, it is rarely rewarding to translate it, although it might be easy. Translation is very much like copying paintings.
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Modern Paint Rare Translation Writing
He realised, more vividly than ever before, that art had two constant, two unending preoccupations: it is always meditating upon death and it is always thereby creating life.
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Art Death Life Meditation Occupation Realization
As for the men in power, they are so anxious to establish the myth of infallibility that they do their utmost to ignore truth.
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Establishment Ignorance Man Myth Power
If it’s so painful to love and absorb electricity, how much more painful it is to be a woman, to be the electricity, to inspire love.
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Deep Electricity Love Pain Woman
No bad man can be a good poet.
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Bad Goodness Man One Liner Poet
Failure to love is almost like murder.
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Death Failure Love Murder One Liner
At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
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Alone Isolation Moments Woman
Most people experience love, without noticing that there is anything remarkable about it.
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Experience Notice People Remark
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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Believe Cruelty Grave Light Spirit Time
I hate everything you say, but not enough to kill you for it.
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Enough Hate Kill Myself Yourself
Art is interested in life at the moment when the ray of power is passing through it.
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Art Interest Moments Power
Only the solitary seek the truth, and they break with all those who don’t love it sufficiently.
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Break Enough Seek Solitary Truth
She was here on earth to make sense of its wild enchantments.
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Earth Enchant Herself Magic Wild
You are eternity’s hostage A captive of mine.
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Forever Myself Prison Yourself
I am caught like a beast at bay. Somewhere are people, freedom, light, But all I hear is the baying of the pack, There is no way out for me.
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Freedom Light Myself People
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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Accustom Division Healing Sorrow Torture Wound

Art has two constant, two unending concerns: It always meditates on death and thus always creates life. All great, genuine art resembles and continues the Revelation of St John.

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Art has two constant, two unending concerns: It always meditates on death and thus always creates life. All great, genuine art resembles and continues the Revelation of St John.

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