It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.
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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… there are shadows because there are hills.
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Mistrust all enterprises that require new clothes.
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It is easy to sympathize at a distance,’ said an old gentleman with a beard. ‘I value more the kind word that is spoken close to my ear.
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Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.
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How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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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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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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You confuse what’s important with what’s impressive.
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Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
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Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown
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How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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I won’t be protected. I will choose for myself what is ladylike and right. To shield me is an insult.
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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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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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Aziz winked at him slowly and said: “…There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart.
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