You fall into my arms. You are the good gift of destructions path, When life sickens more than disease. And boldness is the root of beauty. Which draws us together. – Boris Pasternak
Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it. – Boris Pasternak
I dont like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and it isnt of much value. Life hasnt revealed its beauty to them. – Boris Pasternak
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. – Boris Pasternak