A corner draft fluttered the flame And the white fever of temptation Upswept its angel wings that cast A cruciform shadow. — Boris Pasternak Angel 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 Art 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… — Boris Pasternak Compassion Copy Share Image
You fall into my arms. You are the good gift of destruction's path, When life sickens more than disease And boldness is… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
Gregariousness is always the refuge of mediocrities, whether they swear by Soloviev or Kant or Marx. Only individuals seek the truth, and… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
In this era of world wars, in this atomic age, values have changed. We have learned that we are guests of existence,… — Boris Pasternak Age Copy Share Image
But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces? — 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… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
What is history? Its beginning is that of the centuries of systematic work devoted to the solution of the enigma of death,… — Boris Pasternak Beginning 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 Art Copy Share Image
“I don't think I could love you so much if you had nothing to complain of and nothing to regret. I don't… — Boris Pasternak Beauty Copy Share Image
“I think that if the beast who sleeps in man could be held down by threats - any kind of threat, whether… — Boris Pasternak Beast Copy Share Image
“It seemed as if the valley were not always girded by woods, growing on the surrounding hills and facing away from the… — Boris Pasternak Beauty Copy Share Image
They loved each other, not driven by necessity, by the "blaze of passion" often falsely ascribed to love. They loved each other… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“This was a time to prepare for the cold weather, to store up fire and wood. But in those days of the… — Boris Pasternak Cold weather 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 Art 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 Adventure Copy Share Image
“Who does more for a nation--the one who makes a fuss about it or the one who, without thinking of it, raises… — Boris Pasternak Beauty Copy Share Image
As for the men in power, they are so anxious to establish the myth of infallibility that they do their utmost to… — Boris Pasternak Anxious Copy Share Image
“It’s alleged that our scourge of God and punishment from heaven, Commissar Strelnikov, is Antipov come back to life. A legend, of… — Boris Pasternak Life Copy Share Image
As far as modern writing is concerned, it is rarely rewarding to translate it, although it might be easy. Translation is very… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
What is laid down, ordered, factual is never enough to embrace the whole truth: life always spills over the rim of every… — 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 Art Copy Share Image
And when the war broke out, its real horrors, its real dangers, its menace of real death were a blessing compared with… — Boris Pasternak Blessing 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 Art 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. — Boris Pasternak Earth Copy Share Image
“The greatness of a writer has nothing to do with subject matter itself, only with how much the subject matter touches the… — Boris Pasternak Books Copy Share Image
A conscious attempt to fall asleep is sure to produce insomnia, to try to be conscious of one's own digestion is a… — Boris Pasternak Copy Share Image
“The great majority of us are required to live a life of constant, systematic duplicity. Your health is bound to be affected… — Boris Pasternak Duplicity Copy Share Image
