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.
E. M. FORSTERLife never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.
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When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.
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The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
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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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For it is a serious thing to have been watched. We all radiate something curiously intimate when we believe ourselves to be alone.
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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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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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Unless we remember we cannot understand.
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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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Most of life is so dull that there is nothing to be said about it, and the books and talks that would describe it as interesting are obliged to exaggerate, in the hope of justifying their own existence.
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How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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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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Money pads the edges of things.
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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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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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