Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
E. M. FORSTERIt’s not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
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It’s not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
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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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Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.
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It isn’t possible to love and to part.
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When 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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The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.
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You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.
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What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
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It makes a difference doesn’t it, whether we fully fence ourselves in, or whether we are fenced out by the barriers of others?
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But the body is deeper than the soul and its secrets inscrutable.
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Think before you speak is criticism’s motto; speak before you think, creation’s.
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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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Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.
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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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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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