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Language, the homeland and receptacle of beauty and meaning, itself begins to think and speak for man and turns wholly into music, not in terms of ex… - Boris Pasternak
" "Language, the homeland and receptacle of beauty and meaning, itself begins to think and speak for man and turns wholly into music, not in terms of external, audible sounds, but in terms of the swiftness and power of its inner flow. Then, like the rolling mass of a river’s current, which by its very movement polishes the stones of the bottom and turns the wheels of mills, flowing speech itself, by the force of its own laws, on its way, in passing, creates meter and rhyme and thousands of other forms and constructions, still more important, but as yet unrecognized, unconsidered, unnamed.
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About Boris Pasternak
Boris Leonidovich Pasternak [Борис Леонидович Пастернак] (10 February 1890 – 30 May 1960) was a Russian poet and writer famous for his 1957 novel Doctor Zhivago. His first book of poems, My Sister, Life (1917), is one of the most influential collections ever published in the Russian language. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1958, an event which enraged the Communist Party of the Soviet Union, which forced him to decline the prize, though his descendants were later to accept it in his name in 1988.
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Борис Леонидович Пастернак
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Boris Leonidovich Pasternak
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О какая это была любовь, вольная, небывалая, ни на что не похожая! Они думали, как другие напевают.
Они любили друг друга не из неизбежности, не «опаленные страстью», как это ложно изображают. Они любили друг друга потому, что так хотели все кругом: земля под ними, небо над их головами, облака и деревья. Их любовь нравилась окружающим еще, может быть, больше, чем им самим. Незнакомым на улице, выстраивающимся на прогулке далям, комнатам, в которых они селились и встречались.
Ах вот это, это вот ведь, и было главным, что их роднило и объединяло! Никогда, никогда, даже в минуты самого дарственного, беспамятного счастья не покидало их самое высокое и захватывающее: наслаждение общей лепкою мира, чувство отнесенности их самих ко всей картине, ощущение принадлежности к красоте всего зрелища, ко всей вселенной.
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They loved each other, not driven by necessity, by the “blaze of passion” often falsely ascribed to love. They loved each other because everything around them willed it, the trees and the clouds and the sky over their heads and the earth under their feet. Perhaps their surrounding world, the strangers they met in the street, the wide expanses they saw on their walks, the rooms in which they lived or met, took more delight in their love than they
themselves did.
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