We move between two darknesses.
E. M. FORSTERThe people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.
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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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I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
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Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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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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One person with passion is better than forty people merely interested.
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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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People have their own deaths as well as their own lives, and even if there is nothing beyond death, we shall differ in our nothingness.
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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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The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
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It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.
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I am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars.
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I would rather be a coward than brave because people hurt you when you are brave.
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But the body is deeper than the soul and its secrets inscrutable.
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My conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.
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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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