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. FORSTERIt was pleasant to wake up in Florence, to open the eyes upon a bright bare room, with a floor of red tiles which look clean though they are not; with a painted ceiling whereon pink griffins and blue amorini sport in a forest of yellow violins and bassoons.
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She had been so wicked that in all her life she had done only one good deed-given an onion to a beggar. So she went to hell. As she lay in torment she saw the onion, lowered down from heaven by an angel. She caught hold of it. He began to pull her up.
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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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Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Love is a great force in private life; it is indeed the greatest of all things; but love in public affairs does not work.
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It was pleasant to wake up in Florence, to open the eyes upon a bright bare room, with a floor of red tiles which look clean though they are not; with a painted ceiling whereon pink griffins and blue amorini sport in a forest of yellow violins and bassoons.
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The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.
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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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Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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But the body is deeper than the soul and its secrets inscrutable.
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The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
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Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.
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How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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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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Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.
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