What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
E. M. FORSTERLet 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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I am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars.
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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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Inside its cocoon of work or social obligation, the human spirit slumbers for the most part, registering the distinction between pleasure and pain, but not nearly as alert as we pretend.
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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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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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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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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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The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world.
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Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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Think before you speak is criticism’s motto; speak before you think, creation’s.
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Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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I won’t be protected. I will choose for myself what is ladylike and right. To shield me is an insult.
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Human relations are impossible. When they are real they are uncomfortable, and when they are comfortable they are unreal. It was for the journey into solitude that the human soul was created.
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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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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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