And why is it, thought Lara, that my fate is to see everything and take it all so much to heart?
BORIS PASTERNAK
It is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on it.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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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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I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.
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You are eternity’s hostage A captive of mine.
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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 remember: you must never, under any circumstances, despair. To hope and to act, these are our duties in misfortune.
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We must discover security within ourselves.
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A corner draft fluttered the flame And the white fever of temptation Upswept its angel wings that cast A cruciform shadow.
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Art is unthinkable without risk and spiritual self-sacrifice.
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Mother Russia is on the move, she can’t stand still, she’s restless and can’t find rest, she’s talking and she can’t stop.
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Our evenings are farewells. Our parties are testaments. So that the secret stream of suffering. May warm the cold of life.
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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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In every generation there has to be some fool who will speak the truth as he sees it.
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The whole wide world is a cathedral; I stand inside, the air is calm, And from afar at times there reaches My ear the echo of a psalm.
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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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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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