Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
E. M. FORSTERWhen I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.
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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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We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand, and it is no good moving from place to place to save things; because the shadow always follows. Choose a place where you won’t do harm – yes, choose a place where you won’t do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine.
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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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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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Think before you speak is criticism’s motto; speak before you think, creation’s.
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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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One grows accustomed to being praised, or being blamed, or being advised, but it is unusual to be understood.
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Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.
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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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I would rather be a coward than brave because people hurt you when you are brave.
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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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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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There is an aristocracy of the sensitive. They represent the true human tradition of permanent victory over cruelty and chaos.
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Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch, which ought to be applied as sparingly as possible. I dislike the stuff. I do not believe in it, for its own sake, at all… My lawgivers are Erasmus and Montaigne, not Moses and St Paul.
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