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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.

E. M. Forster

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
For it is a serious thing to have been watched. We all radiate something curiously intimate when we believe ourselves to be alone.
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Alone Been Believe Curiously Intimate Ourselves Radiate Serious Something Thing Watch
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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Around Blood Disturb Great Men Often Produce Uniformity
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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Equipped Impressive Inconsistency Pity Proud Same
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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Beyond Death Differ Live Nothing Nothingness Own People Shall
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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Betraying Between Chosen Country Friend Gut Hope
The other damned saw what was happening and caught hold of it too. She was indignant and cried, “Let go-it’s my onion,” and as soon as she said, “my onion,” the stalk broke and she fell back into the flames.
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Back Caught Cry Dammed Fell Flame Happen Hold Indignant Other Saw
Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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After Death Give Tend Thank You
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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Barem Toom Bright Clean Country Floor Paint People Person Pleasant Tile Wake
I would rather be a coward than brave because people hurt you when you are brave.
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Brave Coward Hurtbrave People Rather
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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Away Certainty Country Men People Person Run Shall
Mistrust all enterprises that require new clothes.
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Cloth Enterprise Mistrust Require
Life is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.
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Go Instrument Learn Life Long Must Performance Public Violin
The only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little farther down our particular path than we have yet got ourselves.
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Book Down Farther Gone Got Influence Little Only Ourselves Particular Read
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
Though life is very glorious, it is difficult.
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Difficult Glorious Life Very

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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