The only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little farther down our particular path than we have yet got ourselves.
E. M. FORSTERHuman 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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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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Though life is very glorious, it is difficult.
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Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.
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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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My conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.
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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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I cannot help thinking that there is something to admire in everyone, even if you do not approve of them.
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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.
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But the body is deeper than the soul and its secrets inscrutable.
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Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
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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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We move between two darknesses.
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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.
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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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