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.
BORIS PASTERNAKI 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.
BORIS PASTERNAKHow wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?
BORIS PASTERNAKOh, what a love it was, utterly free, unique, like nothing else on earth! Their thoughts were like other people’s songs.
BORIS PASTERNAKYou and I, it’s as though we have been taught to kiss in heaven and sent down to earth together, to see if we know what we were taught.
BORIS PASTERNAKAn unshared happiness is not happiness.
BORIS PASTERNAKArt 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 PASTERNAKLove is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.
BORIS PASTERNAKIf 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.
BORIS PASTERNAKThe unarmed power of naked truth.
BORIS PASTERNAKI 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.
BORIS PASTERNAKHe 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.
BORIS PASTERNAKThe whole of life is symbolic because the whole of it has meaning.
BORIS PASTERNAKYet the order of the acts is planned And the end of the way inescapable. I am alone; all drowns in the Pharisees’ hypocrisy.
BORIS PASTERNAKIt is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on it.
BORIS PASTERNAKNo single man makes history. History cannot be seen just as one cannot see grass growing.
BORIS PASTERNAKI don’t like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and it isn’t of much value. Life hasn’t revealed its beauty to them.
BORIS PASTERNAK