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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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So I shan’t ever marry, for there aren’t such men. And Heaven help any one whom I do marry, for I shall certainly run away from him before you can say ‘Jack Robinson.
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Away Certainty Country Men People Person Run Shall
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
It isn’t possible to love and to part.
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Love Part Possible
Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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Always Cause Creative Greater Represent Writer
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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Accomplishment Intention Judge Once Shall Told
You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.
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Ignore Middle never Out Pull Transmute
I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little man’s pleasure when they come a cropper.
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Around Blood Disturb Great Men Often Produce Uniformity
Do not be proud of your inconsistency. It is a pity, it is a pity that we should be equipped like this. It is a pity that Man cannot be at the same time impressive and truthful.
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Equipped Impressive Inconsistency Pity Proud Same
Though life is very glorious, it is difficult.
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Difficult Glorious Life Very
It was pleasant to wake up in Florence, to open the eyes upon a bright bare room, with a floor of red tiles which look clean though they are not; with a painted ceiling whereon pink griffins and blue amorini sport in a forest of yellow violins and bassoons.
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Barem Toom Bright Clean Country Floor Paint People Person Pleasant Tile Wake
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
When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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Back Come May You
Think before you speak is criticism’s motto; speak before you think, creation’s.
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Before Creation Criticism Motto Sepak Speak Think
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
Adventures do occur, but not punctually.
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Adventure Occur Punctually
Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.
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Better Only Science Sympathy
Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch, which ought to be applied as sparingly as possible. I dislike the stuff. I do not believe in it, for its own sake, at all… My lawgivers are Erasmus and Montaigne, not Moses and St Paul.
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Apply Faith Mental Mind Ought Possible Process Sort Starch Stiffening Straight
We move between two darknesses.
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Between Darknesses Move Two
Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.
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Feed Long Nothing Run Shape Some Spoon Teach
I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
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Faith Individual Mystic People
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
Money pads the edges of things.
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Edge Money Pad Thing
If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.
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Betraying Between Chosen Country Friend Gut Hope
It’s not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
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Hurt Mean People
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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Life Miniature Play Pretend School Time Trick Unhappiest World Worst
Life is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.
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Go Instrument Learn Life Long Must Performance Public Violin
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

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