As far as modern writing is concerned, it is rarely rewarding to translate it, although it might be easy. Translation is very much like copying paintings.
BORIS PASTERNAKThe unarmed power of naked truth.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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I hate everything you say, but not enough to kill you for it.
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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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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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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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The most extraordinary discoveries are made when the artist is overwhelmed by what he has to say.
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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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Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.
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The unarmed power of naked truth.
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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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Oh, what a love it was, utterly free, unique, like nothing else on earth! Their thoughts were like other people’s songs.
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He was a natural, and in the Russian way, tragically above these banalities.
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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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During the last years of Mayakovski’s life, when all poetry had ceased to exist . . . literature had stopped.
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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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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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