— Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
чем больше узнаю людей – тем больше люблю деревья!
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Marina Tsvetaeva, from "No one has taken anything away", Selected Poems
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Marina Tsvetaeva, excerpt from Poem of the End, Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Angela Livingstone)
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Marina Tsvetaeva, from The Selected Poems; "Where Does Such Tenderness,"
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Marina Tsvetaeva, from The Children's Paradise in Selected Poems
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— from Girlfriend, Marina Tsvetaeva, translated by David McDuff
[text ID: Perhaps my look is too tender / for air that is barely warm. / I am already sick of summer — / though hardly recovered from winter.]
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In people’s lives I want to be that which does not hurt.
~Marina Tsvetaeva
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Human beings can’t be all sacrifice, you have to do something for yourself too…
Marina Tsvetaeva, Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917-1922
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But you, at certain moments, are I — to the point of strangeness.
Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Anatoly Shteiger
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—On Love, Marina Tsvetaeva
[text ID: I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room.]
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Marina Tsvetaeva, Moscow in the Plague Year; from 'No peace for me until I see...', tr. Christopher Whyte
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Marina Tsvetaeva, from "My ear attends to you", Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Maxwell Shorter)
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Rainer Maria Rilke, from a letter to Marina Tsvetaeva featured in Selected Letters
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Marina Tsvetaeva, from My Ear Attends to You
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