When a great moment knocks on the door of your life, it is often no louder than the beating of your heart, and it is very easy to miss it.
BORIS PASTERNAKYou 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.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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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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How many things in the world deserve our loyalty? Very few indeed. I think one should be loyal to immortality, which is another word for life, a stronger word for it.
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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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As for the men in power, they are so anxious to establish the myth of infallibility that they do their utmost to ignore truth.
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To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.
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How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?
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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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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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In life it is more necessary to lose than to gain. A seed will only germinate if it dies.
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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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At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
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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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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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Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation’s tears in shoulder blades.
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An unshared happiness is not happiness.
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