Boris Pasternak ( 7 of 7 )
Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.
Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.
Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of read more
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.
What is laid down, ordered, factual is never enough to embrace the whole truth: life always spills over the rim read more
What is laid down, ordered, factual is never enough to embrace the whole truth: life always spills over the rim of every cup. -Boris Pasternak.
Surprise is the greatest gift which life can grant us.
Surprise is the greatest gift which life can grant us.
It snowed and snowed, the whole world over,
Snow swept the world from end to end.
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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.
That's metaphysics, my dear fellow. It's forbidden me by my doctor, my stomach won't take it.
That's metaphysics, my dear fellow. It's forbidden me by my doctor, my stomach won't take it.
At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
