It’s not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
E. M. FORSTERIt is easy to sympathize at a distance,’ said an old gentleman with a beard. ‘I value more the kind word that is spoken close to my ear.
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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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One always tends to overpraise a long book, because one has got through it.
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One grows accustomed to being praised, or being blamed, or being advised, but it is unusual to be understood.
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Do we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?
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Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
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Unless we remember we cannot understand.
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There is an aristocracy of the sensitive. They represent the true human tradition of permanent victory over cruelty and chaos.
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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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How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?
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Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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Life is sometimes life and sometimes only a drama, and one must learn to distinguish t’other from which . . .
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I won’t be protected. I will choose for myself what is ladylike and right. To shield me is an insult.
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There are moments when the inner life actually ‘pays,’ when years of self-scrutiny, conducted for no ulterior motive, are suddenly of practical use.
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The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
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