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.

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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.

- Boris Pasternak

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A statesman wants courage and a statesman wants vision but believe me, after six months’ experience, he wants first, second, third and all the time - patience.

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I don’t understand why people say that I am full of courage. I feel terribly nervous.

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You have to do what you need to do as an artist. You have to have that courage.

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Unjust. How many times I’ve used that word, scolded myself with it. All I mean by it now is that I don’t have the final courage to say that I refuse to preside over violations against myself, and to hell with justice.

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A statesman wants courage and a statesman wants vision but believe me, after six months’ experience, he wants first, second, third and all the time - patience.

I don’t understand why people say that I am full of courage. I feel terribly nervous.

You have to do what you need to do as an artist. You have to have that courage.

Unjust. How many times I’ve used that word, scolded myself with it. All I mean by it now is that I don’t have the final courage to say that I refuse to preside over violations against myself, and to hell with justice.