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A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.

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But the body is deeper than the soul and its secrets inscrutable.
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Body Deeper Inscrutable Secret Soul
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
Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown
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Gate Glorious Railway Terminal Unknown
I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
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Faith Individual Mystic People
The armour of falsehood is subtly wrought out of darkness, and hides a man not only from others, but from his own soul.
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Armour Darkness Falsehood Hide Man Only Other Soul Subtly Wrought
The historian records, but the novelist creates.
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Crate Historian Novelist Record
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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Again Happen Nearly Nothing Period Pleasure Pretend Register Thrill
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
There are moments when the inner life actually ‘pays,’ when years of self-scrutiny, conducted for no ulterior motive, are suddenly of practical use.
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Actual Conduct Inner Life Moment Motive Pay Scrutiny Self Suddenly Use Year
Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Mysterious The Time
She stopped and leant her elbows against the parapet of the embankment. He did likewise. There is at times a magic in identity of position; it is one of the things that have suggested to us eternal comradeship.
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Against Elbow Embankment Identity Learn Likewise Magic Parapet Position Stop Times
The only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little farther down our particular path than we have yet got ourselves.
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Book Down Farther Gone Got Influence Little Only Ourselves Particular Read
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
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
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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Daily Enter Good Live Star Sunrise Tree Wind
School was the unhappiest time of my life and the worst trick it ever played on me was to pretend that it was the world in miniature. For it hindered me from discovering how lovely and delightful and kind the world can be, and how much of it is intelligible.
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Life Miniature Play Pretend School Time Trick Unhappiest World Worst

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