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She had been so wicked that in all her life she had done only one good deed-given an onion to a beggar. So she went to hell. As she lay in torment she saw the onion, lowered down from heaven by an angel. She caught hold of it. He began to pull her up.

E. M. Forster

Love is a great force in private life; it is indeed the greatest of all things; but love in public affairs does not work.
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Affair Force Great Greatest Indeed Love Private Public Thing Work
The historian records, but the novelist creates.
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Crate Historian Novelist Record
Aziz winked at him slowly and said: “…There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart.
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Aziz Being Express Heart Man Many Mine Slowly Way Wink
We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand, and it is no good moving from place to place to save things; because the shadow always follows. Choose a place where you won’t do harm – yes, choose a place where you won’t do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine.
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Cast Follow Good Move Place Save Shadow Something Stand Thing
One must be fond of people and trust them if one is not to make a mess of life.
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Fond Life Make Mess Must One People Trust
You told me once that we shall be judged by our intentions, not by our accomplishments. I thought it a grand remark. But we must intend to accomplish – not sit intending on a chair.
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Accomplishment Intention Judge Once Shall Told
To make us feel small in the right way is a function of art; men can only make us feel small in the wrong way.
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Feel Function Make Mean Right Small Way Wrong
Most of life is so dull that there is nothing to be said about it, and the books and talks that would describe it as interesting are obliged to exaggerate, in the hope of justifying their own existence.
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Book Describe Dull Exaggerate Interesting Life Most Nothing Obliged Talk
My conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.
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Another Believe Conviction Gain Infinitely Moment Soul
Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.
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Better Only Science Sympathy
When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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Back Come May You
People have their own deaths as well as their own lives, and even if there is nothing beyond death, we shall differ in our nothingness.
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Beyond Death Differ Live Nothing Nothingness Own People Shall
School was the unhappiest time of my life and the worst trick it ever played on me was to pretend that it was the world in miniature. For it hindered me from discovering how lovely and delightful and kind the world can be, and how much of it is intelligible.
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Life Miniature Play Pretend School Time Trick Unhappiest World Worst
Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we’re still no nearer to understanding one another.
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Carnal Century Embracement Fudss Made Marriage Nearer Sometimes Think Understanding
The sort of poetry I seek only resides in objects Man can’t touch – like England ‘s grass network of lanes 100 years ago, but today he can destroy them and only Lord Farrer keeps him from doing it.
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Ago Country Destroy Grass Hundred Lane Man Network Object Poetry Reason Seek Sort Them Today Touch Year
What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?
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Daily Enter Good Live Star Sunrise Tree Wind

She had been so wicked that in all her life she had done only one good deed-given an onion to a beggar. So she went to hell. As she lay in torment she saw the onion, lowered down from heaven by an angel. She caught hold of it. He began to pull her up.

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She had been so wicked that in all her life she had done only one good deed-given an onion to a beggar. So she went to hell. As she lay in torment she saw the onion, lowered down from heaven by an angel. She caught hold of it. He began to pull her up.

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