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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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I cannot help thinking that there is something to admire in everyone, even if you do not approve of them.
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Admire Approve Everyone Help Something Them Think
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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Human Impossible Ral Relation Uncomfortable Unreal
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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Barrier Cut Difference Fence Fully Make Other Ourselves Whether
Do we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?
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Happen Happiness Nbox Turn
It was pleasant, too, to fling wide the windows, pinching the fingers in unfamiliar fastenings, to lean out into sunshine with beautiful hills and trees and marble churches opposite, and, close below, Arno, gurgling against the embankment of the road.
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Beautiful Embankment Fastening Hill Opposite Pinch Pleasant Road Tree Unfamiliar Wide
Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence.
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Always Another Arch Beyond Echo Outside Remote Seem Silence
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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Feel Function Make Mean Right Small Way Wrong
It was pleasant to wake up in Florence, to open the eyes upon a bright bare room, with a floor of red tiles which look clean though they are not; with a painted ceiling whereon pink griffins and blue amorini sport in a forest of yellow violins and bassoons.
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Barem Toom Bright Clean Country Floor Paint People Person Pleasant Tile Wake
But it struck him that people are not really dead until they are felt to be dead. As long as there is some misunderstanding about them, they possess a sort of immortality.
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Dead Fel Long Misunderstanding Possess Really Some Sort Stuck
Adventures do occur, but not punctually.
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Adventure Occur Punctually
I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
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Faith Individual Mystic People
Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
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Beauty Close Connection Nonsense
One has two duties – to be worried and not to be worried.
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City One Two Worried Worry
The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.
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Behave Eternal Immortal Most People Respect Society
We move between two darknesses.
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Between Darknesses Move Two
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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Armour Darkness Falsehood Hide Man Only Other Soul Subtly Wrought

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