Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.
BORIS PASTERNAKAnd remember: you must never, under any circumstances, despair. To hope and to act, these are our duties in misfortune.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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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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Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.
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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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What is laid down, ordered, factual is never enough to embrace the whole truth: life always spills over the rim of every cup.
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You 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.
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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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It is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on it.
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I 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.
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All mothers are mothers of great people, and it is not their fault that life later disappoints them.
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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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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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And so it turned out that only a life similar to the life of those around us, merging with it without a ripple, is genuine life, and that an unshared happiness is not happiness.
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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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An unshared happiness is not happiness.
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Art is unthinkable without risk and spiritual self-sacrifice.
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