And why is it, thought Lara, that my fate is to see everything and take it all so much to heart?
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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In every generation there has to be some fool who will speak the truth as he sees it.
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We must discover security within ourselves.
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Failure to love is almost like murder.
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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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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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The whole of life is symbolic because the whole of it has meaning.
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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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Immensely grateful, touched, proud, astonished, abashed.
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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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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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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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How many things in the world deserve our loyalty? Very few indeed. I think one should be loyal to immortality, which is another word for life, a stronger word for it.
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When a great moment knocks on the door of your life, it is often no louder than the beating of your heart, and it is very easy to miss it.
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You are eternity’s hostage A captive of mine.
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