I am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars.
E. M. FORSTERMy conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.
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The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world; it will accept those whom breeding and intellect and culture have alike rejected.
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My conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.
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One person with passion is better than forty people merely interested.
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Life is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.
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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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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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School was the unhappiest time of my life and the worst trick it ever played on me was to pretend that it was the world in miniature. For it hindered me from discovering how lovely and delightful and kind the world can be, and how much of it is intelligible.
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Let yourself go. Pull out from the depths those thoughts that you do not understand, and spread them out in the sunlight and know the meaning of them.
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I cannot help thinking that there is something to admire in everyone, even if you do not approve of them.
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We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
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We move between two darknesses.
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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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Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence.
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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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It was pleasant, too, to fling wide the windows, pinching the fingers in unfamiliar fastenings, to lean out into sunshine with beautiful hills and trees and marble churches opposite, and, close below, Arno, gurgling against the embankment of the road.
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