Yet the order of the acts is planned And the end of the way inescapable. I am alone; all drowns in the Pharisees’ hypocrisy.
BORIS PASTERNAKOur evenings are farewells. Our parties are testaments. So that the secret stream of suffering. May warm the cold of life.
More Boris Pasternak Quotes
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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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A corner draft fluttered the flame And the white fever of temptation Upswept its angel wings that cast A cruciform shadow.
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And so it turned out that only a life similar to the life of those around us, merging with it without a ripple, is genuine life, and that an unshared happiness is not happiness.
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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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At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
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The whole of life is symbolic because the whole of it has meaning.
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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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But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?
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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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To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.
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In this era of world wars, in this atomic age, values have changed. We have learned that we are guests of existence, travelers between two stations. We must discover security within ourselves.
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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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Salvation lies not in the faithfulness to forms, but in the liberation from them.
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You fall into my arms. You are the good gift of destruction’s path, When life sickens more than disease And boldness is the root of beauty – Which draws us together.
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The unarmed power of naked truth.
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