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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.

E. M. Forster

You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.
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Ignore Middle never Out Pull Transmute
One of the evils of money is that it tempts us to look at it rather than at the things that it buys.
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Buy Evil Look Money One Rather Tempt Thing
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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Human Impossible Ral Relation Uncomfortable Unreal
But Humanity, in its desire for comfort, had over-reached itself. It had exploited the riches of nature too far. Quietly and complacently, it was sinking into decadence, and progress had come to mean the progress of the Machine.
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Comfort Desire Humanity Itself Over Reach
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
How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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Know Say See Think What
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
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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Carnal Century Embracement Fudss Made Marriage Nearer Sometimes Think Understanding
… there are shadows because there are hills.
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Hill Shadow
The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
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Died Grief Kind Plot Queen Story
We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
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Go Must Plan Wait Will
Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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Always Cause Creative Greater Represent Writer
I am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars.
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Meet More Motor Nation No Sure Various War
Don’t begin with proportion. Only prigs do that. Let proportion come in as a last resource, when the better things have failed.
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Better Come Fail Last Proportion Resource Thing
Money pads the edges of things.
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Edge Money Pad Thing
Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence.
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Always Another Arch Beyond Echo Outside Remote Seem Silence

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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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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