Marina Tsvetaeva Quotes

For the way of the comets is the poet's way.

The eclipses ofpoets are not foretold in the calender.

I opened my veins. Unstoppablylife spurts out with no remedy.Now I set out bowls and plates.Every bo...

Somewhere in the night ahuman being is drowning.

Wings are freedom only when they are wide open in flight. On one's back they are a heavy weight.

I want to sleep with you, fall asleep and sleep. That magnificent folk word, how deep, how true, how...

I am a moonbeam free to go whenever I choose.

(Everyday life is like a sack: with holes. And you carry it anyway.)

Don't you know no one can escapethe power of creatures reaching outwith breath alone?

There are books so alive that you're always afraid that while you weren't reading, the book has gone...

One should write only those books from whose absence one suffers. In short: the ones you want on you...