In every generation there has to be some fool who will speak the truth as he sees it.
BORIS PASTERNAKNo 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.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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No bad man can be a good poet.
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All mothers are mothers of great people, and it is not their fault that life later disappoints them.
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Oh, what a love it was, utterly free, unique, like nothing else on earth! Their thoughts were like other people’s songs.
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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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We’re all time’s captives, hostages to eternity.
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Salvation lies not in the faithfulness to forms, but in the liberation from them.
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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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Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.
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The whole of life is symbolic because the whole of it has meaning.
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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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What is laid down, ordered, factual is never enough to embrace the whole truth: life always spills over the rim of every cup.
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Most people experience love, without noticing that there is anything remarkable about it.
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Only the solitary seek the truth, and they break with all those who don’t love it sufficiently.
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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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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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