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The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world; it will accept those whom breeding and intellect and culture have alike rejected.

E. M. Forster

Unless we remember we cannot understand.
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Understand Unless Remember
Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Mysterious The Time
Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.
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Appropriate Consider Give Life Movement never Us Want
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
How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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Know Say See Think What
At night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity.
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Attain Book Collective Curtain Dignity Drawn Ficker Fire Night
There’s never any great risk as long as you have money.
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Great Long Money never Risk
Aziz winked at him slowly and said: “…There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart.
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Aziz Being Express Heart Man Many Mine Slowly Way Wink
Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch, which ought to be applied as sparingly as possible. I dislike the stuff. I do not believe in it, for its own sake, at all… My lawgivers are Erasmus and Montaigne, not Moses and St Paul.
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Apply Faith Mental Mind Ought Possible Process Sort Starch Stiffening Straight
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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Accomplishment Intention Judge Once Shall Told
The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
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Died Grief Kind Plot Queen Story
Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.
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Evil Makem Goodness Readable Sense Writer
Let yourself go. Pull out from the depths those thoughts that you do not understand, and spread them out in the sunlight and know the meaning of them.
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Depth Let Meaning Pull Sunlight Thought Understand Yourself
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
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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Art Ignore Love Muddle never Oull Out Possible Transmute
School was the unhappiest time of my life and the worst trick it ever played on me was to pretend that it was the world in miniature. For it hindered me from discovering how lovely and delightful and kind the world can be, and how much of it is intelligible.
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Life Miniature Play Pretend School Time Trick Unhappiest World Worst

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