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There is an aristocracy of the sensitive. They represent the true human tradition of permanent victory over cruelty and chaos.

E. M. Forster

What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
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Convention Great Literature Man Read Toward Transform Wonderful Wrote
There is an aristocracy of the sensitive. They represent the true human tradition of permanent victory over cruelty and chaos.
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Aristocracy Chaos Cruelty Human Permanent Represent Sensitive Tradition True Ver Victory
I cannot help thinking that there is something to admire in everyone, even if you do not approve of them.
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Admire Approve Everyone Help Something Them Think
Works of art, in my opinion, are the only objects in the material universe to possess internal order, and that is why, though I don’t believe that only art matters, I do believe in Art for Art’s sake.
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Art Believe Internal Material Object Only Opinion Order Posses Universe Work
It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.
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Art Ignore Love Muddle never Oull Out Possible Transmute
If we act the truth the people who really love us are sure to come back to us in the long run
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Act Back Long Love People Really Run Some Sure Truth
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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Been Beggar Dep Done Given Good Hell Lofe Onion Went Wick
Don’t begin with proportion. Only prigs do that. Let proportion come in as a last resource, when the better things have failed.
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Better Come Fail Last Proportion Resource Thing
It was pleasant, too, to fling wide the windows, pinching the fingers in unfamiliar fastenings, to lean out into sunshine with beautiful hills and trees and marble churches opposite, and, close below, Arno, gurgling against the embankment of the road.
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Beautiful Embankment Fastening Hill Opposite Pinch Pleasant Road Tree Unfamiliar Wide
The final test for a novel will be our affection for it, as it is the test of our friends, and of anything else which we cannot define.
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Anything Define Effective Else Final Friend Novel Test Tet
The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world.
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Kingdom Music World
One person with passion is better than forty people merely interested.
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Better Interest Our People Prsonmapssion
Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.
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Better Only Science Sympathy
The armour of falsehood is subtly wrought out of darkness, and hides a man not only from others, but from his own soul.
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Armour Darkness Falsehood Hide Man Only Other Soul Subtly Wrought
Do we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?
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Happen Happiness Nbox Turn
… there are shadows because there are hills.
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Hill Shadow

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