Oh, what a love it was, utterly free, unique, like nothing else on earth! Their thoughts were like other people's songs. — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“For a moment she rediscovered the purpose of her life. She was here on earth to grasp the meaning of its wild… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
You and I, it's as though we have been taught to kiss in heaven and sent down to earth together, to see… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
You and I are like the first two people on earth who at the beginning of the world had nothing to cover… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
Oh, how one wishes sometimes to escape from the meaningless dullness of human eloquence, from all those sublime phrases, to take refuge… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
What you don't understand is that it is possible to be an atheist, it is possible not to know if God exists… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“In some men compassion for a woman goes beyond all conceivable limits. Their responsiveness places her in unrealizable positions, not to be… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“How intense can be the longing to escape from the emptiness and dullness of human verbosity, to take refuge in nature, apparently… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“They loved each other because everything around them willed it, the trees, and the clouds, and the sky over their heads, and… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“Oh, what a love it was, utterly free, unique, like nothing else on earth! Their thoughts were like other people's songs. They… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“You don't understand that one can be an atheist, one can not know whether God exists or why, and at the same… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“The saddest thing of all was that their party represented a deviation from the conditions of the time. It was impossible to imagine that… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
No deep and strong feeling, such as we may come across here and there in the world, is unmixed with compassion. The more we… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
Art has two constant, two unending concerns: It always meditates on death and thus always creates life. All great, genuine art resembles and continues… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
I think that if the beast who sleeps in man could be held down by threats of any kind, whether of jail or retribution,… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
And so it turned out that only a life similar to the life of those around us, merging with it without a ripple, is… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
I come here to speak poetry. It will always be in the grass. It will also be necessary to bend down to hear it.… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
“I'll stay with you a little, my unforgettable delight, for as long as my arms and my hands and my lips remember you. I'll… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
If it's so painful to love and absorb electricity, how much more painful it is to be a woman, to be the electricity, to… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
I don't like purely philosophical works. I think a little philosophy should be added to life and art by way of seasoning, but to… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
“But sometimes, to enable her to bear her life, she needed the accompaniment of an inward music and she could not always compose it… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
“We’ve been lucky. The autumn happened to be dry and warm. We managed to dig the potatoes before the rain and cold set in.… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
Departure beyond the borders of my country is for me equivalent to death. — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
“As he scribbled his odds and ends, he made a note reaffirming his belief that art always serves beauty, and beauty is delight in… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share
