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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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.

Boris Pasternak

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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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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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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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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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Failure to love is almost like murder.

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Failure to love is almost like murder.
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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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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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Art is interested in life at the moment when the ray of power is passing through it.

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Art is interested in life at the moment when the ray of power is passing through it.
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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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What for centuries raised man above the beast is not the cudgel but the irresistible power of unarmed truth.
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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.

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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.
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It is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on it.

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It is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on 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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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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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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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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Religious
I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.

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I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.
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Sanity
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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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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That’s metaphysics, my dear fellow. It’s forbidden me by my doctor, my stomach won’t take it.

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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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Art has two constant, two unending concerns: It always meditates on death and thus always creates life. All great, genuine art resembles and continues the Revelation of St John.

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Art has two constant, two unending concerns: It always meditates on death and thus always creates life. All great, genuine art resembles and continues the Revelation of St John.
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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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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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All mothers are mothers of great people, and it is not their fault that life later disappoints them.

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All mothers are mothers of great people, and it is not their fault that life later disappoints them.
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