Danh ngôn của Boris Pasternak (Sứ mệnh: 6)

Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.
Art has two constant, two unending concerns: It always meditates on death and thus always creates life. All great, genuine art resembles and continues the Revelation of St John.
Immensely grateful, touched, proud, astonished, abashed.
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.
Man is born to live and not to prepare to live.
You fall into my arms. You are the good gift of destruction's path, When life sickens more than disease. And boldness is the root of beauty. Which draws us together.
Surprise is the greatest gift which life can grant us.
At the moment of childbirth, every woman has the same aura of isolation, as though she were abandoned, alone.
Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.