You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.
E. M. FORSTERThe 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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Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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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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The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world.
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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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When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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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.
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It is so difficult – at least, I find it difficult – to understand people who speak the truth.
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You told me once that we shall be judged by our intentions, not by our accomplishments. I thought it a grand remark. But we must intend to accomplish – not sit intending on a chair.
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Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Love is a great force in private life; it is indeed the greatest of all things; but love in public affairs does not work.
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It’s not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
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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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The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
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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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The sort of poetry I seek only resides in objects Man can’t touch – like England ‘s grass network of lanes 100 years ago, but today he can destroy them and only Lord Farrer keeps him from doing it.
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