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You told me once that we shall be judged by our intentions, not by our accomplishments. I thought it a grand remark. But we must intend to accomplish – not sit intending on a chair.

E. M. Forster

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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Daily Enter Good Live Star Sunrise Tree Wind
One grows accustomed to being praised, or being blamed, or being advised, but it is unusual to be understood.
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Accustomed Advice Being Blame Grow One Praise Understand Unusual
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
When I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.
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Answer Life Love Made Moment Seldom Think Which World
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
There is an aristocracy of the sensitive. They represent the true human tradition of permanent victory over cruelty and chaos.
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Aristocracy Chaos Cruelty Human Permanent Represent Sensitive Tradition True Ver Victory
Works of art, in my opinion, are the only objects in the material universe to possess internal order, and that is why, though I don’t believe that only art matters, I do believe in Art for Art’s sake.
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Art Believe Internal Material Object Only Opinion Order Posses Universe Work
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
She had been so wicked that in all her life she had done only one good deed-given an onion to a beggar. So she went to hell. As she lay in torment she saw the onion, lowered down from heaven by an angel. She caught hold of it. He began to pull her up.
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Been Beggar Dep Done Given Good Hell Lofe Onion Went Wick
To make us feel small in the right way is a function of art; men can only make us feel small in the wrong way.
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Feel Function Make Mean Right Small Way Wrong
When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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Back Come May You
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
Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.
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Book Contain Discover Only Read Way
Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
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Beauty Close Connection Nonsense
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
Don’t begin with proportion. Only prigs do that. Let proportion come in as a last resource, when the better things have failed.
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Better Come Fail Last Proportion Resource Thing

You told me once that we shall be judged by our intentions, not by our accomplishments. I thought it a grand remark. But we must intend to accomplish – not sit intending on a chair.

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