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. FORSTERDon’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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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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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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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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I believe in teaching people to be individuals, and to understand other individuals.
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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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Don’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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But the body is deeper than the soul and its secrets inscrutable.
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It makes a difference doesn’t it, whether we fully fence ourselves in, or whether we are fenced out by the barriers of others?
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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.
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It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.
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One has two duties – to be worried and not to be worried.
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Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.
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Think before you speak is criticism’s motto; speak before you think, creation’s.
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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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It was pleasant, too, to fling wide the windows, pinching the fingers in unfamiliar fastenings, to lean out into sunshine with beautiful hills and trees and marble churches opposite, and, close below, Arno, gurgling against the embankment of the road.
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