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Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we’re still no nearer to understanding one another.

E. M. Forster

Life is sometimes life and sometimes only a drama, and one must learn to distinguish t’other from which . . .
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Distinguish Drama Learn Life Something
I am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars.
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Meet More Motor Nation No Sure Various War
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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Depth Let Meaning Pull Sunlight Thought Understand Yourself
People have their own deaths as well as their own lives, and even if there is nothing beyond death, we shall differ in our nothingness.
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Beyond Death Differ Live Nothing Nothingness Own People Shall
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
It is so difficult – at least, I find it difficult – to understand people who speak the truth.
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Choose Difficult Insult Ladylike Least Myself Right
It’s not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
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Hurt Mean People
The four characteristics of humanism are curiosity, a free mind, belief in good taste, and belief in the human race.
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Belief Characteristics Curiosity Food Good Human Humanism Mind Race Taste
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
Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we’re still no nearer to understanding one another.
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Carnal Century Embracement Fudss Made Marriage Nearer Sometimes Think Understanding
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
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
Money pads the edges of things.
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Edge Money Pad Thing
I have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I’d like to be.
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Down Irritate Like Paper People Person Think Three Type
When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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Back Come May You
Unless we remember we cannot understand.
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Understand Unless Remember

Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we’re still no nearer to understanding one another.

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