Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.
BORIS PASTERNAKHe comes as a guest to the feast of existence, and knows that what matters is not how much he inherits but how he behaves at the feast, and what people remember and love him for.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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An unshared happiness is not happiness.
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I come here to speak poetry. It will always be in the grass. It will also be necessary to bend down to hear it. It will always be too simple to be discussed in assemblies.
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Salvation lies not in the faithfulness to forms, but in the liberation from them.
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I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.
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He was a natural, and in the Russian way, tragically above these banalities.
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Departure beyond the borders of my country is for me equivalent to death.
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Art is interested in life at the moment when the ray of power is passing through it.
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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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The unarmed power of naked truth.
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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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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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That’s metaphysics, my dear fellow. It’s forbidden me by my doctor, my stomach won’t take it.
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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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He realised, more vividly than ever before, that art had two constant, two unending preoccupations: it is always meditating upon death and it is always thereby creating life.
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Yet the order of the acts is planned And the end of the way inescapable. I am alone; all drowns in the Pharisees’ hypocrisy.
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