The one that burned the hottest is the first to die. Marina Tsvetaeva More Quotes by Marina Tsvetaeva More Quotes From Marina Tsvetaeva My desk, most loyal friend thank you. You've been with me on every road I've taken. My scar and my protection. Marina Tsvetaeva officetakenthank-you For the spell is older than experience. For the tale is older than the record. Marina Tsvetaeva spellstalesrecords How quiet the writing, how noisy the printing. Marina Tsvetaeva printingwritingquiet I opened my veins. Unstoppably life spurts out with no remedy. Now I set out bowls and plates. Every bowl will be shallow. Every plate will be small. And overflowing their rims, into the black earth, to nourish the rushes unstoppably without cure, gushes poetry. Marina Tsvetaeva veinsblackearth My verses are my diary. My poetry is a poetry of proper names. Marina Tsvetaeva poetrynamesdiaries Who sleeps at night? No one is sleeping. In the cradle a child is screaming. An old man sits over his death, and anyone young enough talks to his love, breathes into her lips, looks into her eyes. Marina Tsvetaeva eyesleepchildren A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths. Marina Tsvetaeva lowushostdeception
