You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.
E. M. FORSTERMost 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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Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
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The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world; it will accept those whom breeding and intellect and culture have alike rejected.
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I cannot help thinking that there is something to admire in everyone, even if you do not approve of them.
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It’s not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
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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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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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Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.
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Money pads the edges of things.
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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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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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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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Life is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.
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Do we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?
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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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