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It is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on it.

Boris Pasternak

As in an explosion, I would erupt with all the wonderful things I saw and understood in this world.
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Erupt Explosion Myself Understand Wonderful World
In this era of world wars, in this atomic age, values have changed. We have learned that we are guests of existence, travelers between two stations. We must discover security within ourselves.
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Age Change Discover Existence Guest Ourselves Science Security Travel War World
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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Change Figure Life Principle
You are eternity’s hostage A captive of mine.
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Forever Myself Prison Yourself
But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?
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Conscience Embrace Fear Live
To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.
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Adventure Greatness Hero Madness Woman
It snowed and snowed, the whole world over, Snow swept the world from end to end. A candle burned on the table; A candle burned.
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Burn Candle Deep Snow World
In life it is more necessary to lose than to gain. A seed will only germinate if it dies.
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Death Life Lose Necessary
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
An unshared happiness is not happiness.
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Happiness Share
He comes as a guest to the feast of existence, and knows that what matters is not how much he inherits but how he behaves at the feast, and what people remember and love him for.
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Existence Himself Inheritance Love People Remember
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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Cold Life Ourselves Secret Stream Suffering Warm
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 Constant Creation Life Meditation Resemble
How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?
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Alive Hurt Thinking
They don’t ask much of you. They only want you to hate the things you love and to love the things you despise.
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Hate Love Yourself
The most extraordinary discoveries are made when the artist is overwhelmed by what he has to say.
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Artist Discover Himself

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