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As for the men in power, they are so anxious to establish the myth of infallibility that they do their utmost to ignore truth.

Boris Pasternak

Art 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.
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Art Beautiful Existence Joy Key Organic Serve
Art is interested in life at the moment when the ray of power is passing through it.
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Art Interest Moments Power
He was a natural, and in the Russian way, tragically above these banalities.
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Himself Natural Tragedy
No deep and strong feeling, such as we may come across here and there in the world, is unmixed with compassion. The more we love, the more the object of our love seems to us to be a victim.
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Compassionate Feeling Object Ourselves Strong Victim
The unarmed power of naked truth.
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Arm Naked One Liner Power Truth
Departure beyond the borders of my country is for me equivalent to death.
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Beyond Country Death Equality Myself
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
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
As for the men in power, they are so anxious to establish the myth of infallibility that they do their utmost to ignore truth.
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Establishment Ignorance Man Myth Power
No single man makes history. History cannot be seen just as one cannot see grass growing.
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Growth History Man Sight
The writer is the Faust of modern society, the only surviving individualist in a mass age. To his orthodox contemporaries he seems a semi-madman.
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Himself Modern Society Survival Writing
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
Immensely grateful, touched, proud, astonished, abashed.
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Astonish Gratitude Proud Touch
That’s metaphysics, my dear fellow. It’s forbidden me by my doctor, my stomach won’t take it.
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Funny Myself Science Stomach
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
It is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on it.
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Description Fall Light Object

As for the men in power, they are so anxious to establish the myth of infallibility that they do their utmost to ignore truth.

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