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.
BORIS PASTERNAKNo single man makes history. History cannot be seen just as one cannot see grass growing.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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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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He realised, more vividly than ever before, that art had two constant, two unending preoccupations: it is always meditating upon death and it is always thereby creating life.
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Immensely grateful, touched, proud, astonished, abashed.
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And remember: you must never, under any circumstances, despair. To hope and to act, these are our duties in misfortune.
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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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At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
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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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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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I have the impression that if he didn’t complicate his life so needlessly, he would die of boredom.
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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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Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.
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Even so, one step from my grave, I believe that cruelty, spite, The powers of darkness will in time Be crushed by the spirit of light.
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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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How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?
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That’s metaphysics, my dear fellow. It’s forbidden me by my doctor, my stomach won’t take it.
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