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The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.

John Galsworthy

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When Man evolved Pity, he did a queer thing – deprived himself of the power of living life as it is without wishing it to become something different.
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Country Deprive Evolve Himself Life Living Man People Person Power Queer Thing
Love could never come to full fruition till it was destroyed.
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Come Destroy Dull Fruit Love never
Slang is vigorous and apt. Probably most of our vital words were once slang.
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Stang Vigorous
A faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.
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Become Faith Man Modern Only Possible
He might wish and wish and never get it – the beauty and the loving in the world!
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Beauty Get Love might never Wish World
And to be stolen away from ourselves by Art is a momentary relaxation from that itching, a minute’s profound, and as it were secret, enfranchisement.
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Art Away Enfranchisement Itch Minute Profound Relaxation Secret Stolen
The French cook; we open tins.
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Cook Country Open Outer
Only love makes fruitful the soul.
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Fruitful Love Make Only Soul
Love is not a hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind.
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Born Flower Hot Hour House Love Night Planet Seed Sprung Sunshine Well Wild
There are moments when Nature reveals the passion hidden beneath the careless calm of her ordinary moods-violent spring flashing white on almond-blossom through the purple clouds.
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Beneath Calm Careless Flash Hidden Moment Nature Ood Ordinary Passion Reveal Spring Violent
One’s eyes are what one is, one’s mouth is what one becomes.
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Become Eye Mouth One
We are not living in a private world of our own.
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Living Our Own Private World
We have to love because we love loving.
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Love Loving
Life calls the tune, we dance.
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All Dance Life Tune We
A snowy, moonlit peak, with its single star, soaring up to the passionate blue; or against the flames of sunset, an old yew-tree standing dark guardian of some fiery secret.
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Against Blue Dark Flame Guardian Moomin Passionate Peak Snowy Treemstand
By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men’s souls.
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Cigar Smoke Compose Love Men Shall Soul Texture

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