One grows accustomed to being praised, or being blamed, or being advised, but it is unusual to be understood.
E. M. FORSTERBut 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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I cannot help thinking that there is something to admire in everyone, even if you do not approve of them.
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Think before you speak is criticism’s motto; speak before you think, creation’s.
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I can only do what’s easy. I can only entice and be enticed. I can’t, and won’t, attempt difficult relations. If I marry it will either be a man who’s strong enough to boss me or whom I’m strong enough to boss.
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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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A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.
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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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Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
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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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The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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