The final test for a novel will be our affection for it, as it is the test of our friends, and of anything else which we cannot define.
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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She had been so wicked that in all her life she had done only one good deed-given an onion to a beggar. So she went to hell. As she lay in torment she saw the onion, lowered down from heaven by an angel. She caught hold of it. He began to pull her up.
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We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.
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My conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.
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But it struck him that people are not really dead until they are felt to be dead. As long as there is some misunderstanding about them, they possess a sort of immortality.
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Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
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How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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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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One person with passion is better than forty people merely interested.
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Money pads the edges of things.
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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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Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we’re still no nearer to understanding one another.
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Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.
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… there are shadows because there are hills.
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For it is a serious thing to have been watched. We all radiate something curiously intimate when we believe ourselves to be alone.
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If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.
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