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Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.

E. M. Forster

School was the unhappiest time of my life and the worst trick it ever played on me was to pretend that it was the world in miniature. For it hindered me from discovering how lovely and delightful and kind the world can be, and how much of it is intelligible.
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Life Miniature Play Pretend School Time Trick Unhappiest World Worst
The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
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Emotion Endless Express May More Way
Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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Always Cause Creative Greater Represent Writer
But the body is deeper than the soul and its secrets inscrutable.
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Body Deeper Inscrutable Secret Soul
What 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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Daily Enter Good Live Star Sunrise Tree Wind
It is easy to sympathize at a distance,’ said an old gentleman with a beard. ‘I value more the kind word that is spoken close to my ear.
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Beard Distance Ear Gentlemen Kind More Old Say Spoken Sympathize Value
Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.
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Evil Makem Goodness Readable Sense Writer
There are moments when the inner life actually ‘pays,’ when years of self-scrutiny, conducted for no ulterior motive, are suddenly of practical use.
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Actual Conduct Inner Life Moment Motive Pay Scrutiny Self Suddenly Use Year
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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Beyond Death Differ Live Nothing Nothingness Own People Shall
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
Life is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.
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Go Instrument Learn Life Long Must Performance Public Violin
The other damned saw what was happening and caught hold of it too. She was indignant and cried, “Let go-it’s my onion,” and as soon as she said, “my onion,” the stalk broke and she fell back into the flames.
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Back Caught Cry Dammed Fell Flame Happen Hold Indignant Other Saw
It was pleasant to wake up in Florence, to open the eyes upon a bright bare room, with a floor of red tiles which look clean though they are not; with a painted ceiling whereon pink griffins and blue amorini sport in a forest of yellow violins and bassoons.
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Barem Toom Bright Clean Country Floor Paint People Person Pleasant Tile Wake
There are periods in the most thrilling day during which nothing happens, and though we continue to exclaim, “I do enjoy myself”, or , “I am horrified,” we are insincere.
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Happen Horrified Human Insincere Myself Nothing Period Slumber Thrill
Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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After Death Give Tend Thank You
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.
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Book Describe Dull Exaggerate Interesting Life Most Nothing Obliged Talk

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