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The historian records, but the novelist creates.

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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
Money pads the edges of things.
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Edge Money Pad Thing
If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.
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Betraying Between Chosen Country Friend Gut Hope
Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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Always Cause Creative Greater Represent Writer
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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Attempt Can Difficult Easy Entice Only Relation
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
Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown
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Gate Glorious Railway Terminal Unknown
When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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Back Come May You
It’s not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
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Hurt Mean People
We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
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Go Must Plan Wait Will
We move between two darknesses.
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Between Darknesses Move Two
One has two duties – to be worried and not to be worried.
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City One Two Worried Worry
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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Ago Country Destroy Grass Hundred Lane Man Network Object Poetry Reason Seek Sort Them Today Touch Year
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
The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
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Emotion Endless Express May More Way
Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Mysterious The Time

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