I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little man’s pleasure when they come a cropper.
E. M. FORSTERI am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars.
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But Humanity, in its desire for comfort, had over-reached itself. It had exploited the riches of nature too far. Quietly and complacently, it was sinking into decadence, and progress had come to mean the progress of the Machine.
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How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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We move between two darknesses.
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When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.
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My temple stands not upon Mount Moriah but in the Elysian Field where even the immoral are admitted. My motto is ‘Lord, I disbelieve – help thou my unbelief.
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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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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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One of the evils of money is that it tempts us to look at it rather than at the things that it buys.
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One has two duties – to be worried and not to be worried.
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Do we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?
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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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Do not be proud of your inconsistency. It is a pity, it is a pity that we should be equipped like this. It is a pity that Man cannot be at the same time impressive and truthful.
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I would rather be a coward than brave because people hurt you when you are brave.
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Human relations are impossible. When they are real they are uncomfortable, and when they are comfortable they are unreal. It was for the journey into solitude that the human soul was created.
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