Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence.
E. M. FORSTERDon’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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One person with passion is better than forty people merely interested.
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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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Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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She stopped and leant her elbows against the parapet of the embankment. He did likewise. There is at times a magic in identity of position; it is one of the things that have suggested to us eternal comradeship.
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We move between two darknesses.
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The historian records, but the novelist creates.
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Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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One has two duties – to be worried and not to be worried.
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I believe we shall come to care about people less and less, Helen. The more people one knows, the easier it becomes to replace them. It’s one of the curses of London. I quite expect to end my life caring most for a place.
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Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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The four characteristics of humanism are curiosity, a free mind, belief in good taste, and belief in the human race.
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Inside its cocoon of work or social obligation, the human spirit slumbers for the most part, registering the distinction between pleasure and pain, but not nearly as alert as we pretend.
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You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.
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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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There is an aristocracy of the sensitive. They represent the true human tradition of permanent victory over cruelty and chaos.
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