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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. Forster

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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Armour Darkness Falsehood Hide Man Only Other Soul Subtly Wrought
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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Happen Horrified Human Insincere Myself Nothing Period Slumber Thrill
It makes a difference doesn’t it, whether we fully fence ourselves in, or whether we are fenced out by the barriers of others?
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Barrier Cut Difference Fence Fully Make Other Ourselves Whether
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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Around Blood Disturb Great Men Often Produce Uniformity
Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.
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Better Only Science Sympathy
How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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Know Say See Think What
Though life is very glorious, it is difficult.
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Difficult Glorious Life Very
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
I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
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Faith Individual Mystic People
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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Human Impossible Ral Relation Uncomfortable Unreal
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
Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.
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Book Contain Discover Only Read Way
… there are shadows because there are hills.
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Hill Shadow
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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Beautiful Embankment Fastening Hill Opposite Pinch Pleasant Road Tree Unfamiliar Wide
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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Depth Let Meaning Pull Sunlight Thought Understand Yourself
Money pads the edges of things.
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Edge Money Pad Thing

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