No deep and strong feeling, such as we may come across here and there in the world, is unmixed with compassion. The more we love, the more the object of our love seems to be a victim. ― Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago. (Hallmark Editions; First Thus edition January 1, 1967) Originally published January 1st 1965.… Continue reading Boris Pasternak
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. — Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago (Hallmark Editions; First Thus edition … Continue reading Boris Pasternak
I think she always nursed a small mad hope. — Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire. (Penguin Books, May 1, 2010) Originally published 1962.
And as the wicked are always ungrateful, and necessity leads to evil doing, and immediate advantage overcomes all considerations of the future, Ginés, who was neither grateful nor well-principled, made up his mind to steal Sancho Panza’s ass. ― Miguel de Cervantes, Don Quixote. Published by Francisco de Robles 1605 (Part One), 1615 (Part Two). … Continue reading Miguel de Cervantes
How do you move on? You move on when your heart finally understands that there is no turning back. — The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003) Directed by Peter Jackson and based on the novel by J. R. R. Tolkien. (Del Rey July 12, 1986) Originally published October 20th 1955.… Continue reading J. R. R. Tolkien
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind. ― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind. (DAW March 27, 2007)
Don’t be upset. Don’t listen to me. I only meant that I am jealous of a dark, unconscious element, something irrational, unfathomable. I am jealous of your toilet articles, of the drops of sweat on your skin, of the germs in the air you breathe which could get into your blood and poison you. And… Continue reading Boris Pasterna