Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we’re still no nearer to understanding one another.
E. M. FORSTERThe emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
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How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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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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If we act the truth the people who really love us are sure to come back to us in the long run
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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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… there are shadows because there are hills.
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Most of life is so dull that there is nothing to be said about it, and the books and talks that would describe it as interesting are obliged to exaggerate, in the hope of justifying their own existence.
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Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
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Love is a great force in private life; it is indeed the greatest of all things; but love in public affairs does not work.
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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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When I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.
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But Humanity, in its desire for comfort, had over-reached itself. It had exploited the riches of nature too far. Quietly and complacently, it was sinking into decadence, and progress had come to mean the progress of the Machine.
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Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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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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I can only do what’s easy. I can only entice and be enticed. I can’t, and won’t, attempt difficult relations. If I marry it will either be a man who’s strong enough to boss me or whom I’m strong enough to boss.
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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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