Even so, one step from my grave, I believe that cruelty, spite, The powers of darkness will in time Be crushed by the spirit of light.
BORIS PASTERNAKArt 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.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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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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You are eternity’s hostage A captive of mine.
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He 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.
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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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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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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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Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.
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The most extraordinary discoveries are made when the artist is overwhelmed by what he has to say.
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Most people experience love, without noticing that there is anything remarkable about it.
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In this era of world wars, in this atomic age, values have changed. We have learned that we are guests of existence, travelers between two stations. We must discover security within ourselves.
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I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.
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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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You fall into my arms. You are the good gift of destruction’s path, When life sickens more than disease And boldness is the root of beauty – Which draws us together.
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During the last years of Mayakovski’s life, when all poetry had ceased to exist . . . literature had stopped.
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To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.
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