To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.
BORIS PASTERNAKArt always serves beauty, and beauty is the joy of possessing form, and form is the key to organic life since no living thing can exist without it.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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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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She was here on earth to make sense of its wild enchantments.
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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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Salvation lies not in the faithfulness to forms, but in the liberation from them.
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Departure beyond the borders of my country is for me equivalent to death.
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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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During the last years of Mayakovski’s life, when all poetry had ceased to exist . . . literature had stopped.
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He was a natural, and in the Russian way, tragically above these banalities.
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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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As in an explosion, I would erupt with all the wonderful things I saw and understood in this world.
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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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Immensely grateful, touched, proud, astonished, abashed.
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I have the impression that if he didn’t complicate his life so needlessly, he would die of boredom.
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What for centuries raised man above the beast is not the cudgel but the irresistible power of unarmed truth.
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Oh, what a love it was, utterly free, unique, like nothing else on earth! Their thoughts were like other people’s songs.
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