The armour of falsehood is subtly wrought out of darkness, and hides a man not only from others, but from his own soul.
E. M. FORSTERNonsense and beauty have close connections.
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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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The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
E. M. FORSTERThe emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
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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.
E. M. FORSTEROne 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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Have you ever noticed that there are people who do things which are most indelicate, and yet at the same time – beautiful?
E. M. FORSTERHave you ever noticed that there are people who do things which are most indelicate, and yet at the same time – beautiful?
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I have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I’d like to be.
E. M. FORSTERI have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I’d like to be.
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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.
E. M. FORSTERAziz 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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The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
E. M. FORSTERThe king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
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Life is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.
E. M. FORSTERLife is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.
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What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?
E. M. FORSTERWhat 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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Though life is very glorious, it is difficult.
E. M. FORSTERThough life is very glorious, it is difficult.
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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.
E. M. FORSTERWe 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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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 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.
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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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At night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity.
E. M. FORSTERAt night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity.
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I won’t be protected. I will choose for myself what is ladylike and right. To shield me is an insult.
E. M. FORSTERI won’t be protected. I will choose for myself what is ladylike and right. To shield me is an insult.
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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.
E. M. FORSTERMost 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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