Life is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.
E. M. FORSTERTo 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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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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Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.
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It isn’t possible to love and to part.
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Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.
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Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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Human relations are impossible. When they are real they are uncomfortable, and when they are comfortable they are unreal. It was for the journey into solitude that the human soul was created.
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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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The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
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I can only do what’s easy. I can only entice and be enticed. I can’t, and won’t, attempt difficult relations. If I marry it will either be a man who’s strong enough to boss me or whom I’m strong enough to boss.
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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.
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My conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.
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The four characteristics of humanism are curiosity, a free mind, belief in good taste, and belief in the human race.
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The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
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I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
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Aziz winked at him slowly and said: “…There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart.
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