Boris Pasternak
Boris Pasternak
Boris Leonidovich Pasternakwas a Soviet and Russian poet, novelist, and literary translator. In his native Russian, Pasternak's first book of poems, My Sister, Life, is one of the most influential collections ever published in the Russian language. Pasternak's translations of stage plays by Goethe, Schiller, Calderon and Shakespeare remain very popular with Russian audiences...
NationalityRussian
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth10 February 1890
CountryRussian Federation
world saws planning
As in an explosion, I would erupt with all the wonderful things I saw and understood in this world.
memories greatness years
You and I are like the first two people on earth who at the beginning of the world had nothing to cover themselves with - at the end of it, you and I are just as stripped and homeless. And you and I are the last remembrance of all that immeasurable greatness which has been created in all the thousands of years between their time and ours, and it is in memory of all that vanished splendour that we live and love and weep and cling to one another.
mediocrity individual sole
Gregariousness is always the refuge of mediocrities, whether they swear by Soloviev or Kant or Marx. Only individuals seek the truth, and they shun those whose sole concern is not the truth.
simple speak assembly
I come here to speak poetry. It will always be in the grass. It will also be necessary to bend down to hear it. It will always be too simple to be discussed in assemblies.
lasts moments
The last moments slipped by, one by one, irretrievable.
thinking people revolutionary
I used to be very revolutionary, but now I think that nothing can be gained by brute force. People must be drawn to good by goodness.
men beast century
What for centuries raised man above the beast is not the cudgel but the irresistible power of unarmed truth
wall shadow scarves
As before the collapse, the setting sun brushed the tiles, brought out the warm brown glow on the wallpaper, and hung the shadow of the birch on the wall as if it were a woman's scarf.
love-is murder
Failure to love is almost like murder.
self want principles
If you want to know, life is the principle of self-renewal, it is constantly renewing and remaking and changing and transfiguring itself...
art moving reading
A literary creation can appeal to us in all sorts of ways-by its theme, subject, situations, characters. But above all it appeals to us by the presence in it of art. It is the presence of art in Crime and Punishment that moves us deeply rather than the story of Raskolnikov's crime.
lying order best-effort
Work is the order of the day, just as it was at one time, with our first starts and our best efforts. Do you remember? Therein lies its delight. It brings back the forgotten; one's stores of energy, seemingly exhausted, come back to life.
loss gains ifs
In life it is more necessary to lose than to gain. A seed will only germinate if it dies.
An unshared happiness is not happiness.