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Boris Pasternak

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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Accustom Division Healing Sorrow Torture Wound
The last moments slipped by, one by one, irretrievable.
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Moments Oneself
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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Blade Creation Poetry Rich Tears
No single man makes history. History cannot be seen just as one cannot see grass growing.
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Growth History Man Sight
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
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
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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Discussion Necessary Poetry Simplicity Talk
She was here on earth to make sense of its wild enchantments.
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Earth Enchant Herself Magic Wild
We’re all time’s captives, hostages to eternity.
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Deep Forever One Liner Prison Time
If it’s so painful to love and absorb electricity, how much more painful it is to be a woman, to be the electricity, to inspire love.
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Deep Electricity Love Pain Woman
In this era of world wars, in this atomic age, values have changed. We have learned that we are guests of existence, travelers between two stations. We must discover security within ourselves.
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Age Change Discover Existence Guest Ourselves Science Security Travel War World
Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.
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Art Discover Extraordinary Literature People Word
At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
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Alone Isolation Moments Woman
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
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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Angel Flame Shadow Temptation
I hate everything you say, but not enough to kill you for it.
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Enough Hate Kill Myself Yourself

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