It is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on it.
BORIS PASTERNAKIn every generation there has to be some fool who will speak the truth as he sees it.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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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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What for centuries raised man above the beast is not the cudgel but the irresistible power of unarmed truth.
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Art 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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How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?
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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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I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.
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We must discover security within ourselves.
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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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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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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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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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I don’t like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and it isn’t of much value. Life hasn’t revealed its beauty to them.
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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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At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
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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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