A Quote by Boris Pasternak

I think that if the beast who sleeps in man could be held down by threats of any kind, whether of jail or retribution, then the highest emblem of humanity would be the lion tamer, not the prophet who sacrificed himself.... What for centuries raised man above the beast is not the cudgel but the irresistible power of unarmed truth.
What for centuries raised man above the beast is not the cudgel but the irresistible power of unarmed truth.
A man without justice is a beast, and a man who would make himself a beast forgets the pain of being a man.
Beast?" Jane murmured. "Then God make me a beast; for, man or beast, I am yours.
For the world is broken, sundered, busted down the middle, self ripped from self and man pasted back together as mythical monster, half angel, half beast, but no man...Some day a man will walk into my office as a ghost or beast or ghost-beast and walk out as a man, which is to say sovereign wanderer, lordly exile, worker and waiter and watcher.
Superstition changes a man to a beast, fanaticism makes him a wild beast, and despotism a beast of burden.
A beast does not know that he is a beast, and the nearer a man gets to being a beast, the less he knows it.
Man is born a barbarian, and only raises himself above the beast by culture.
There is a savage beast in every man, and when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs.
Ignorance is servitude, because as a man thinks, so he is; a man who does not think for himself and allows himself to be guided by the thought of another is like the beast led by a halter.
If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast? -Beauty & the Beast
And this is the ultimate lesson that our knowledge of the mode of transmission of typhus has taught us: Man carries on his skin a parasite, the louse. Civilization rids him of it. Should man regress, should he allow himself to resemble a primitive beast, the louse begins to multiply again and treats man as he deserves, as a brute beast. This conclusion would have endeared itself to the warm heart of Alfred Nobel. My contribution to it makes me feel less unworthy of the honour which you have conferred upon me in his name.
His passion has aroused the best and the beast in man. And the beast waited for him in the kitchen.
The difference between the reason of man and the instinct of the beast is this, that the beast does but know, but the man knows that he knows.
The will to domination is a ravenous beast. There are never enough warm bodies to satiate its monstrous hunger. Once alive, this beast grows and grows, feeding on all the life around it, scouring the earth to find new sources of nourishment. This beast lives in each man who battens on female servitude.
A man who behaves like a beast is worse than the beast.
O powerful love, that in some respects makes a beast a man, in some other, a man a beast.
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