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Human relations are impossible. When they are real they are uncomfortable, and when they are comfortable they are unreal. It was for the journey into solitude that the human soul was created.

E. M. Forster

Have you ever noticed that there are people who do things which are most indelicate, and yet at the same time – beautiful?
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Beautiful Indelicate Most Notice People Same Thing Time Yet
It makes a difference doesn’t it, whether we fully fence ourselves in, or whether we are fenced out by the barriers of others?
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Barrier Cut Difference Fence Fully Make Other Ourselves Whether
My temple stands not upon Mount Moriah but in the Elysian Field where even the immoral are admitted. My motto is ‘Lord, I disbelieve – help thou my unbelief.
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Admit Country Disbelieve Motto People Person Stand Temple Unbelief
One has two duties – to be worried and not to be worried.
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City One Two Worried Worry
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
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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Armour Darkness Falsehood Hide Man Only Other Soul Subtly Wrought
I think you’re beautiful, the only beautiful person I’ve ever seen. I love your voice and everything to do with you, down to your clothes or the room you are sitting in. I adore you.
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Beautiful Cloth Everything Person Room Seen Think Voice
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
The sort of poetry I seek only resides in objects Man can’t touch – like England ‘s grass network of lanes 100 years ago, but today he can destroy them and only Lord Farrer keeps him from doing it.
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Ago Country Destroy Grass Hundred Lane Man Network Object Poetry Reason Seek Sort Them Today Touch Year
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
There are periods in the most thrilling day during which nothing happens, and though we continue to exclaim, “I do enjoy myself”, or , “I am horrified,” we are insincere.
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Happen Horrified Human Insincere Myself Nothing Period Slumber Thrill
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
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
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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Become Believe Come Country Easier Less More People Person replace Shall
Unless we remember we cannot understand.
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Understand Unless Remember
The final test for a novel will be our affection for it, as it is the test of our friends, and of anything else which we cannot define.
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Anything Define Effective Else Final Friend Novel Test Tet

Human relations are impossible. When they are real they are uncomfortable, and when they are comfortable they are unreal. It was for the journey into solitude that the human soul was created.

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Human relations are impossible. When they are real they are uncomfortable, and when they are comfortable they are unreal. It was for the journey into solitude that the human soul was created.

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