Love is a great force in private life; it is indeed the greatest of all things; but love in public affairs does not work.
E. M. FORSTEROne grows accustomed to being praised, or being blamed, or being advised, but it is unusual to be understood.
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We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.
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The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world.
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The historian records, but the novelist creates.
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I have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I’d like to be.
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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 always tends to overpraise a long book, because one has got through it.
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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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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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Do not be proud of your inconsistency. It is a pity, it is a pity that we should be equipped like this. It is a pity that Man cannot be at the same time impressive and truthful.
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The other damned saw what was happening and caught hold of it too. She was indignant and cried, “Let go-it’s my onion,” and as soon as she said, “my onion,” the stalk broke and she fell back into the flames.
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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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Unless we remember we cannot understand.
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Life is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.
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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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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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