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.
E. M. FORSTERNonsense and beauty have close connections.
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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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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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Though life is very glorious, it is difficult.
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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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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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At night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity.
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Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.
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Do not be proud of your inconsistency. It is a pity, it is a pity that we should be equipped like this. It is a pity that Man cannot be at the same time impressive and truthful.
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Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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Adventures do occur, but not punctually.
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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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The four characteristics of humanism are curiosity, a free mind, belief in good taste, and belief in the human race.
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Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown
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Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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I believe we shall come to care about people less and less, Helen. The more people one knows, the easier it becomes to replace them. It’s one of the curses of London. I quite expect to end my life caring most for a place.
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