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My temple stands not upon Mount Moriah but in the Elysian Field where even the immoral are admitted. My motto is ‘Lord, I disbelieve – help thou my unbelief.

E. M. Forster

It was pleasant, too, to fling wide the windows, pinching the fingers in unfamiliar fastenings, to lean out into sunshine with beautiful hills and trees and marble churches opposite, and, close below, Arno, gurgling against the embankment of the road.
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Beautiful Embankment Fastening Hill Opposite Pinch Pleasant Road Tree Unfamiliar Wide
Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Mysterious The Time
I believe we shall come to care about people less and less, Helen. The more people one knows, the easier it becomes to replace them. It’s one of the curses of London. I quite expect to end my life caring most for a place.
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Become Believe Come Country Easier Less More People Person replace Shall
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
It’s not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
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Hurt Mean People
Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.
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Better Only Science Sympathy
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
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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Betraying Between Chosen Country Friend Gut Hope
It isn’t possible to love and to part.
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Love Part Possible
We move between two darknesses.
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Between Darknesses Move Two
To make us feel small in the right way is a function of art; men can only make us feel small in the wrong way.
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Feel Function Make Mean Right Small Way Wrong
Money pads the edges of things.
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Edge Money Pad Thing
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
There’s never any great risk as long as you have money.
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Great Long Money never Risk
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
I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little man’s pleasure when they come a cropper.
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Around Blood Disturb Great Men Often Produce Uniformity

My temple stands not upon Mount Moriah but in the Elysian Field where even the immoral are admitted. My motto is ‘Lord, I disbelieve – help thou my unbelief.

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