Showing posts with label regret. Show all posts
Showing posts with label regret. Show all posts

Tuesday, 3 June 2014

Pasternak on failure


Speaking of ‘failure’, as I was, I particularly like what Boris Pasternak has Zhivago say on the subject to Lara:

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 it isn’t of much value. Life hasn’t revealed its beauty to them.

What a great novel is Doctor Zhivago, one of the very best of the twentieth century, I feel somewhat underrated now. Time to read it again...