You are eternity’s hostage A captive of mine.
BORIS PASTERNAKI 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.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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Most people experience love, without noticing that there is anything remarkable about it.
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To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.
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I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.
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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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At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
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He was a natural, and in the Russian way, tragically above these banalities.
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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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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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Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.
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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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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 is no longer possible for lyric poetry to express the immensity of our experience. Life has grown too cumbersome, too complicated. We have acquired values which are best expressed in prose.
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We must discover security within ourselves.
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If you want to know, life is the principle of self-renewal, it is constantly renewing and remaking and changing and transfiguring itself.
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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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