Art is unthinkable without risk and spiritual self-sacrifice.
BORIS PASTERNAKAt the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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The unarmed power of naked truth.
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Departure beyond the borders of my country is for me equivalent to death.
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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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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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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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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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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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Most people experience love, without noticing that there is anything remarkable about it.
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And so it turned out that only a life similar to the life of those around us, merging with it without a ripple, is genuine life, and that an unshared happiness is not happiness.
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Immensely grateful, touched, proud, astonished, abashed.
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They don’t ask much of you. They only want you to hate the things you love and to love the things you despise.
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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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To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.
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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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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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