A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.
E. M. FORSTERThere’s never any great risk as long as you have money.
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Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
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One always tends to overpraise a long book, because one has got through it.
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She stopped and leant her elbows against the parapet of the embankment. He did likewise. There is at times a magic in identity of position; it is one of the things that have suggested to us eternal comradeship.
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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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What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?
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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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Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown
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Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
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The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
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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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Though life is very glorious, it is difficult.
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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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The historian records, but the novelist creates.
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Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.
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