It is no longer possible for lyric poetry to express the immensity of our experience. Life has grown too cumbersome, too complicated. We have acquired values which are best expressed in prose.
BORIS PASTERNAKI 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.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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I hate everything you say, but not enough to kill you for it.
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Only the solitary seek the truth, and they break with all those who don’t love it sufficiently.
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I used to be very revolutionary, but now I think that nothing can be gained by brute force. People must be drawn to good by goodness.
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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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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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The last moments slipped by, one by one, irretrievable.
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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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Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.
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We must discover security within ourselves.
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He was a natural, and in the Russian way, tragically above these banalities.
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In life it is more necessary to lose than to gain. A seed will only germinate if it dies.
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Salvation lies not in the faithfulness to forms, but in the liberation from them.
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And remember: you must never, under any circumstances, despair. To hope and to act, these are our duties in misfortune.
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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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How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?
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