I am weary of this notion of faithfulness to a point of view at all cost. Life around us is ever changing, and I believe that one should try to change one’s slant accordingly–at least once every ten years. The great heroic devotion to one point of view is very alien to me–it’s a lack of humility. Mayakovsky killed himself because his pride would not be reconciled with something new happening within himself–or around him. . Boris Pasternak
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and–in spite of True Romance magazines–we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely–at least, not all the...
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Hunter S. Thompson
We are not trapped or locked up in these bones. No, no. We are free to change. And love changes us. And if we can love one another, we can break open the sky.
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Walter Mosley
If people refuse to look at you in a new light and they can only see you for what you were, only see you for the mistakes you've made, if they don't realize that you are not your mistakes, then they have to go.
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Steve Maraboli
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
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John Keats
Pain is a pesky part of being human, I've learned it feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish we could all do without, in our lives here. Pain is a sudden hurt that can't be escaped. But then I have also...
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C. Joybell C.
More Quotes By Boris Pasternak
You and I, it's as though we have been taught to kiss in heaven and sent down to earth together, to see if we know what we were taught.
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.
The great majority of us are required to live a constant, systematic duplicity. Your health is bound to be affected by it if, day after day, you say the opposite of what you feel, you grovel before what you dislike and rejoice at what bring...
And so it turned out that only a life similar to the life of those around us, merging with it without a ripple, is genuine life, and that an unshared happiness is not happiness.
February. Get ink, shed tears. Write of it, sob your heart out, sing, While torrential slush that roars Burns in the blackness of the spring. Go hire a buggy. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>For six grivnas, Race through the noice of bells and wheels To where the...
