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Most of life is so dull that there is nothing to be said about it, and the books and talks that would describe it as interesting are obliged to exaggerate, in the hope of justifying their own existence.

E. M. Forster

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
There’s never any great risk as long as you have money.
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Great Long Money never Risk
At night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity.
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Attain Book Collective Curtain Dignity Drawn Ficker Fire Night
… there are shadows because there are hills.
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Hill Shadow
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
It makes a difference doesn’t it, whether we fully fence ourselves in, or whether we are fenced out by the barriers of others?
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Barrier Cut Difference Fence Fully Make Other Ourselves Whether
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
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
We move between two darknesses.
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Between Darknesses Move Two
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
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
Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Mysterious The Time
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
Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
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Beauty Close Connection Nonsense
Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
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Death Destroy Idea Man Save
The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.
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Behave Eternal Immortal Most People Respect Society

Most of life is so dull that there is nothing to be said about it, and the books and talks that would describe it as interesting are obliged to exaggerate, in the hope of justifying their own existence.

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Most of life is so dull that there is nothing to be said about it, and the books and talks that would describe it as interesting are obliged to exaggerate, in the hope of justifying their own existence.

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