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.
BORIS PASTERNAKArt 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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Art is unthinkable without risk and spiritual self-sacrifice.
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Salvation lies not in the faithfulness to forms, but in the liberation from them.
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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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Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.
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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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We’re all time’s captives, hostages to eternity.
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I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.
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You are eternity’s hostage A captive of mine.
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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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I have the impression that if he didn’t complicate his life so needlessly, he would die of boredom.
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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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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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Failure to love is almost like murder.
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I 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.
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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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