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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.

Boris Pasternak

Our evenings are farewells. Our parties are testaments. So that the secret stream of suffering. May warm the cold of life.
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Cold Life Ourselves Secret Stream Suffering Warm
Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.
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Born Life Live Man Preparation
As for the men in power, they are so anxious to establish the myth of infallibility that they do their utmost to ignore truth.
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Establishment Ignorance Man Myth Power
It is not the object described that matters, but the light that falls on it.
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Description Fall Light Object
That’s metaphysics, my dear fellow. It’s forbidden me by my doctor, my stomach won’t take it.
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Funny Myself Science Stomach
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
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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Heaven Kissing Myself Teaching
Art is unthinkable without risk and spiritual self-sacrifice.
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Art Risk Sacrifice Spiritual Thinking
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
I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.
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Forever I Love You One Liner Sanity Wild
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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Beautiful Fall Myself People Reveal Value Virtue
Mother Russia is on the move, she can’t stand still, she’s restless and can’t find rest, she’s talking and she can’t stop.
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Finding Herself Move Stand Stop
Failure to love is almost like murder.
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Death Failure Love Murder One Liner
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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Art Beautiful Existence Joy Key Organic Serve
But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?
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Conscience Embrace Fear Live
An unshared happiness is not happiness.
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Happiness Share

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