Author of quotes: Boris Leonidovich Pasternak. Page 3



Modern trends think art as a fountain, whereas it is a sponge. They decided that art should beat, while it must suck and be satisfied. They found that it can be decomposed by means of depiction, whereas it is composed of organs of perception. It should always be in the audience and look all purer, more receptive and true, and these days it has known powder, the bathroom and shows from the stage.
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All that really exists, exists in the present.
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Modesty room
Arguing with comfort.
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Spring, I from the street, where Topol surprised
Where the distance is frightened, where the house is afraid to fall,
Where the air is blue, like a bundle of linen
Got discharged from the hospital.
Where evening is empty, like an interrupted story
Left star without continuing
To the bewilderment of thousands of noisy eyes,
Bottomless and devoid of expression.
Quote Explanation: One thousand nine hundred eighteen
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Of many generations
Out anyone ahead.
Harbinger of the benefits comes a genius
And the yoke of revenge for his departure.
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Joan of Arc from Siberian kolodner,
The convict in chief, you
That was evident in the everyday well
Not having time to correlate the run-up.
You're from twilight, a socialist,
H light, like from the pile of Ognev.
You cried, face the Basilisk
Illuminating us and Ledenev.
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Our prose with its ugliness
Since October, winter wanders.
Heaven is brought down to the ground,
Similarly, the curtain fringe.
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Blizzards, frost-injured crate
We can worse than a bitter radish
In the end, to ostochertet.
From the thicket to the house do not pass,
Around the snowdrifts, death and sleep,
And think not the time of year
Destruction and the end times.
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Autumn. Ancient area
Old books, clothes, weapons,
Where treasures catalog
Turns chill.
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Autumn. Fairy Palace,
All open for review.
The clearing of forest roads,
Zaglyadevshis in the lake.
As to the exhibition of paintings:
Halls, halls, halls, halls
Elm, ash, aspen
In gilt unprecedented.
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But,
When all those years
Remained gossip, and we
No.
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I am one. Everything drowns in Pharisaism.
Life to live - not a field.
Quote Explanation: One thousand nine hundred forty six
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I defeated them all,
And only my victory.
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Blanking time of falling leaves,
Latest goose shoals.
No need to get upset:
Fear has big eyes.
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And white dead Kingdom
Throwing mentally tremble
I quietly whisper: "Blagodarstvuju,
You're more than please give."
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