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. - Boris Pasternak

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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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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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Native Name: Борис Леонидович Пастернак
Alternative Names: Boris Leonidovich Pasternak
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„Тя не държи да се харесва — мислеше си той, — да бъде красива, чаровна. Пренебрегва тази страна от женската същност и сякаш сама се наказва, задето е толкова хубава. И тази горда враждебност към себе си десеторно увеличава чара й.

Колко е хубаво всичко, което прави. Чете така, сякаш това не е висша човешка дейност, а е нещо най-просто, достъпно и за животните. Все едно носи вода или бели картофи.“

Покрай тези размишления докторът се поуспокои. Рядко спокойствие обзе душата му. Мислите му престанаха да бягат и да прескачат от едно на друго. Той се усмихна неволно.

"How well she does everything! She reads not as if reading were the highest human activity, but as if it were the simplest possible thing, a thing even animals could do. As if she were carrying water from a well, or peeling potatoes."
These reflections calmed him. A rare peace descended upon his soul. His mind stopped darting from subject to subject. He could not help smiling...

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