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.
BORIS PASTERNAK
A corner draft fluttered the flame And the white fever of temptation Upswept its angel wings that cast A cruciform shadow.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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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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Most people experience love, without noticing that there is anything remarkable about it.
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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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But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?
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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 hate everything you say, but not enough to kill you for it.
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The unarmed power of naked truth.
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At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
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And why is it, thought Lara, that my fate is to see everything and take it all so much to heart?
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You are eternity’s hostage A captive of mine.
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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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She was here on earth to make sense of its wild enchantments.
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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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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.
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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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