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Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.

Boris Pasternak

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Salvation lies not in the faithfulness to forms, but in the liberation from them.
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Faith Form Liberty Loyalty Lying
Immensely grateful, touched, proud, astonished, abashed.
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Astonish Gratitude Proud Touch
You are eternity’s hostage A captive of mine.
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Forever Myself Prison Yourself
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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Cold Life Ourselves Secret Stream Suffering Warm
Only the solitary seek the truth, and they break with all those who don’t love it sufficiently.
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Break Enough Seek Solitary Truth
Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.
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Love Marriage Sacred Weakness
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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Act End Escape Hypocrisy One Liner Order Planning
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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Heaven Kissing Myself Teaching
The unarmed power of naked truth.
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Arm Naked One Liner Power Truth
I hate everything you say, but not enough to kill you for it.
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Enough Hate Kill Myself Yourself
Art is interested in life at the moment when the ray of power is passing through it.
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Art Interest Moments Power
That’s metaphysics, my dear fellow. It’s forbidden me by my doctor, my stomach won’t take it.
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Funny Myself Science Stomach
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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Himself Modern Society Survival Writing
She was here on earth to make sense of its wild enchantments.
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Earth Enchant Herself Magic Wild
It snowed and snowed, the whole world over, Snow swept the world from end to end. A candle burned on the table; A candle burned.
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Burn Candle Deep Snow World
No single man makes history. History cannot be seen just as one cannot see grass growing.
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Growth History Man Sight

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