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| Boris Pasternak
A corner draft fluttered the flame, and the white fever of temptation, upswept its angel wings that cast , a cruciform shadow. 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.As far as modern writing is concerned, it is rarely rewarding to translate it, although it might be easy. Translation is very much like copying paintings.I 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.I'll meet you... on the dark side... of the moon...In everything the middle course is best.In life, it is more necessary to lose than to gain.
A seed will only germinate if it dies.It snowed and snowed, the whole world over,
Snow swept the world from end to end.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.Love is not weakness. It is strong.
Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.Man is born to live and not to prepare to live.Most people experience love, without noticing that there is anything remarkable about it.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. Of all the animals, the boy is the most unmanageable.On they went, singing 'Eternal Memory', and whenever they stopped, the sound of their feet, the horses and the gusts of wind seemed to carry on their singing.
Passers-by made way for the procession, counted the wreaths and crossed themselves. Some joined in out of curiosity and asked: 'Who is being buried?'--'Zhivago,' they were told.Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades. Surprise is the greatest gift which life can grant us.That's metaphysics, my dear fellow. It's forbidden me by my doctor, my stomach won't take it.The life which is unexamined is not worth living.The writer is the Faust of modern society, the only surviving individualist in a mass age. To his orthodox contemporaries he seems a semi-madman. Thinking is the talking of the soul with itself.Translation is very much like copying paintings.What is laid down, ordered, factual is never enough to embrace the whole truth: life always spills over the rim of every cup.What you don't understand is that it is possible to be an atheist, it is possible not to know if God exists or why He should, and yet to believe that man does not live in a state of nature but in history, and that history as we know it now began with Christ, it was founded by Him on the Gospels.Why am I haemorrhaging?Words have a longer life than deeds.You are eternity's hostage. A captive of time. |
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