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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

Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Mysterious The Time
The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
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Emotion Endless Express May More Way
Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown
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Gate Glorious Railway Terminal Unknown
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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Beard Distance Ear Gentlemen Kind More Old Say Spoken Sympathize Value
For it is a serious thing to have been watched. We all radiate something curiously intimate when we believe ourselves to be alone.
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Alone Been Believe Curiously Intimate Ourselves Radiate Serious Something Thing Watch
Aziz winked at him slowly and said: “…There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart.
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Aziz Being Express Heart Man Many Mine Slowly Way Wink
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
We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand, and it is no good moving from place to place to save things; because the shadow always follows. Choose a place where you won’t do harm – yes, choose a place where you won’t do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine.
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Cast Follow Good Move Place Save Shadow Something Stand Thing
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
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
A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.
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Else Hang Information Itself Nothing Poem Point Something Together True
I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
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Faith Individual Mystic People
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
Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.
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Evil Makem Goodness Readable Sense Writer
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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Anything Define Effective Else Final Friend Novel Test Tet
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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Back Caught Cry Dammed Fell Flame Happen Hold Indignant Other Saw

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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