How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
E. M. FORSTERThe 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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Life is sometimes life and sometimes only a drama, and one must learn to distinguish t’other from which . . .
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At night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity.
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Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.
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Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.
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One grows accustomed to being praised, or being blamed, or being advised, but it is unusual to be understood.
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Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown
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Mistrust all enterprises that require new clothes.
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There are periods in the most thrilling day during which nothing happens, and though we continue to exclaim, “I do enjoy myself”, or , “I am horrified,” we are insincere.
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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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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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People have their own deaths as well as their own lives, and even if there is nothing beyond death, we shall differ in our nothingness.
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There is an aristocracy of the sensitive. They represent the true human tradition of permanent victory over cruelty and chaos.
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One must be fond of people and trust them if one is not to make a mess of life.
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Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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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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