Art always serves beauty, and beauty is the joy of possessing form, and form is the key to organic life since no… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
Art is interested in life at the moment when the ray of power is passing through it. — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary. — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
The most extraordinary discoveries are made when the artist is overwhelmed by what he has to say. — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
I don't like purely philosophical works. I think a little philosophy should be added to life and art by way of seasoning,… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
A literary creation can appeal to us in all sorts of ways-by its theme, subject, situations, characters. But above all it appeals… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
Art has two constant, two unending concerns: It always meditates on death and thus always creates life. All great, genuine art resembles… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“As he scribbled his odds and ends, he made a note reaffirming his belief that art always serves beauty, and beauty is… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
He realised, more vividly than ever before, that art had two constant, two unending preoccupations: it is always meditating upon death and… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“Progress in science is governed by the laws of repulsion, every step forward is made by refutation of prevalent errors and false… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“Now, as never before, it was clear to him that art is always, ceaselessly, occupied with two things. It constantly reflects on… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“The unforeseen is the most beautiful gift life can give us. That is what we must think of multiplying in our domain.… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“Three years of changes, moves, uncertainties, upheavals; the war, the revolution; scenes of destruction, scenes of death, shelling, blown-up bridges, fires, ruins—all… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“I have always thought that art is not a category, not a realm covering innumerable concepts and derivative phenomena, but that, on… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“It was partly the war, the revolution did the rest. The war was an artificial break in life-- as if life could… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“After two or three stanzas and several images by which he was himself astonished, his work took possession of him and he… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
