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How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?

Boris Pasternak

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
As in an explosion, I would erupt with all the wonderful things I saw and understood in this world.
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Erupt Explosion Myself Understand Wonderful World
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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Easy Great Heart Knock Life Missing Moments Yourself
I come here to speak poetry. It will always be in the grass. It will also be necessary to bend down to hear it. It will always be too simple to be discussed in assemblies.
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Discussion Necessary Poetry Simplicity Talk
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
During the last years of Mayakovski’s life, when all poetry had ceased to exist . . . literature had stopped.
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Existence Life Literature Poetry Stop
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
To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.
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Adventure Greatness Hero Madness Woman
How many things in the world deserve our loyalty? Very few indeed. I think one should be loyal to immortality, which is another word for life, a stronger word for it.
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Deserve Immortal Life Loyalty Strong World
In life it is more necessary to lose than to gain. A seed will only germinate if it dies.
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Death Life Lose Necessary
Surprise is the greatest gift which life can grant us.
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Gift Greatness Life Ourselves
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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Freedom Light Myself People
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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Compassionate Feeling Object Ourselves Strong Victim
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
We must discover security within ourselves.
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Discover Ourselves Security
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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Art Death Life Meditation Occupation Realization

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