No bad man can be a good poet.
BORIS PASTERNAKAs for the men in power, they are so anxious to establish the myth of infallibility that they do their utmost to ignore truth.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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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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It is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on it.
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I am caught like a beast at bay. Somewhere are people, freedom, light, But all I hear is the baying of the pack, There is no way out for me.
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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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At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
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The last moments slipped by, one by one, irretrievable.
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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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He comes as a guest to the feast of existence, and knows that what matters is not how much he inherits but how he behaves at the feast, and what people remember and love him for.
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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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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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An unshared happiness is not happiness.
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You 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.
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During the last years of Mayakovski’s life, when all poetry had ceased to exist . . . literature had stopped.
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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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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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