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She was here on earth to make sense of its wild enchantments.

Boris Pasternak

Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.
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Art Discover Extraordinary Literature People Word
The most extraordinary discoveries are made when the artist is overwhelmed by what he has to say.
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Artist Discover Himself
He was a natural, and in the Russian way, tragically above these banalities.
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Himself Natural Tragedy
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 single man makes history. History cannot be seen just as one cannot see grass growing.
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Growth History Man Sight
When a great moment knocks on the door of your life, it is often no louder than the beating of your heart, and it is very easy to miss it.
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Easy Great Heart Knock Life Missing Moments Yourself
A corner draft fluttered the flame And the white fever of temptation Upswept its angel wings that cast A cruciform shadow.
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Angel Flame Shadow Temptation
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
The last moments slipped by, one by one, irretrievable.
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Moments Oneself
You fall into my arms. You are the good gift of destruction’s path, When life sickens more than disease And boldness is the root of beauty – Which draws us together.
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Arms Beautiful Bold Draw Fall Gift Goodness Togetherness Yourself
In every generation there has to be some fool who will speak the truth as he sees it.
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Fools Generation Himself Talk Truth
We’re all time’s captives, hostages to eternity.
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Deep Forever One Liner Prison Time
Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.
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Love Marriage Sacred Weakness
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
Departure beyond the borders of my country is for me equivalent to death.
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Beyond Country Death Equality Myself
Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation’s tears in shoulder blades.
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Blade Creation Poetry Rich Tears

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