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.
Showing posts with label Boris Pasternak. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boris Pasternak. Show all posts
Saturday, 21 March 2015
Thursday, 25 December 2014
Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago
I don't think I could love you so much if you had nothing to complain of and nothing to regret. I don't like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and of little value. Life hasn't revealed its beauty to them.
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