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But the body is deeper than the soul and its secrets inscrutable.

E. M. Forster

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.
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Carnal Century Embracement Fudss Made Marriage Nearer Sometimes Think Understanding
We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand, and it is no good moving from place to place to save things; because the shadow always follows. Choose a place where you won’t do harm – yes, choose a place where you won’t do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine.
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Cast Follow Good Move Place Save Shadow Something Stand Thing
Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence.
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Always Another Arch Beyond Echo Outside Remote Seem Silence
Unless we remember we cannot understand.
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Understand Unless Remember
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
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
Money pads the edges of things.
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Edge Money Pad Thing
How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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Know Say See Think What
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 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
You confuse what’s important with what’s impressive.
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Confuse Important Impressive
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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Comfort Desire Humanity Itself Over Reach
Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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Always Cause Creative Greater Represent Writer
What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
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Convention Great Literature Man Read Toward Transform Wonderful Wrote
We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.
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Cast Shadow Something Stand
A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.
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Else Hang Information Itself Nothing Poem Point Something Together True

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