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You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.

E. M. Forster

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.
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Art Ignore Love Muddle never Oull Out Possible Transmute
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
Though life is very glorious, it is difficult.
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Difficult Glorious Life Very
Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.
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Appropriate Consider Give Life Movement never Us Want
You told me once that we shall be judged by our intentions, not by our accomplishments. I thought it a grand remark. But we must intend to accomplish – not sit intending on a chair.
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Accomplishment Intention Judge Once Shall Told
Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.
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Evil Makem Goodness Readable Sense Writer
But it struck him that people are not really dead until they are felt to be dead. As long as there is some misunderstanding about them, they possess a sort of immortality.
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Dead Fel Long Misunderstanding Possess Really Some Sort Stuck
One must be fond of people and trust them if one is not to make a mess of life.
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Fond Life Make Mess Must One People Trust
Inside its cocoon of work or social obligation, the human spirit slumbers for the most part, registering the distinction between pleasure and pain, but not nearly as alert as we pretend.
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Again Happen Nearly Nothing Period Pleasure Pretend Register Thrill
Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
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Beauty Close Connection Nonsense
The sort of poetry I seek only resides in objects Man can’t touch – like England ‘s grass network of lanes 100 years ago, but today he can destroy them and only Lord Farrer keeps him from doing it.
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Ago Country Destroy Grass Hundred Lane Man Network Object Poetry Reason Seek Sort Them Today Touch Year
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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Anything Define Effective Else Final Friend Novel Test Tet
I have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I’d like to be.
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Down Irritate Like Paper People Person Think Three Type
Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Mysterious The Time
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
There’s never any great risk as long as you have money.
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Great Long Money never Risk

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