The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.
E. M. FORSTERDo we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?
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I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
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Adventures do occur, but not punctually.
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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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So I shan’t ever marry, for there aren’t such men. And Heaven help any one whom I do marry, for I shall certainly run away from him before you can say ‘Jack Robinson.
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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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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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It is so difficult – at least, I find it difficult – to understand people who speak the truth.
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Works of art, in my opinion, are the only objects in the material universe to possess internal order, and that is why, though I don’t believe that only art matters, I do believe in Art for Art’s sake.
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You told me once that we shall be judged by our intentions, not by our accomplishments. I thought it a grand remark. But we must intend to accomplish – not sit intending on a chair.
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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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I think you’re beautiful, the only beautiful person I’ve ever seen. I love your voice and everything to do with you, down to your clothes or the room you are sitting in. I adore you.
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It 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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I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little man’s pleasure when they come a cropper.
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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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I cannot help thinking that there is something to admire in everyone, even if you do not approve of them.
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