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You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then - to learn.
T. H. White
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He did not like the grown-ups who talked down to him, but the ones who went on talking in their usual way, leaving him to leap along in their wake, jumping at meanings, guessing, clutching at known words, and chuckling at complicated jokes as they suddenly dawned. He had the glee of the porpoise then, pouring and leaping through strange seas.
T. H. White
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The Victorians had not been anxious to go away for the weekend. The Edwardians, on the contrary, were nomadic.
T. H. White
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It is only people who are lacking, or bad, or inferior, who have to be good at things. You have always been full and perfect, so you had nothing to make up for.
T. H. White
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Grown-ups have developed an unpleasant habit of comforting themselves for their degradation by pretending that children are childish.
T. H. White
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Middle-aged people can balance between believing in God and breaking all the commandments without difficulty.
T. H. White
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War is like a fire. One man may start it, but it will spread all over. It is not about any one thing in particular.
T. H. White
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I would recommend a solo flight to all prospective suicides. It tends to make clear the issue of whether one enjoys being alive or not.
T. H. White
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You run a grave risk, my boy," said the magician, "of being turned into a piece of bread, and toasted.
T. H. White
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"The best thing for being sad," replied Merlin, beginning to puff and blow, "is to learn something. That's the only thing that never fails.
T. H. White
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It is good to put your life in other people's hands.
T. H. White
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I think I ought to have some eddication,"said the Wart, "I can't think of anything to do.
T. H. White
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Why can't you harness Might so that it works for Right? I know it sounds nonsense, but, I mean, you can't just say there is no such thing. The Might is there, in the bad half of people, and you can't neglect it. You can't cut it out but you might be able to direct it, if you see what I mean, so that it was useful instead of bad.
T. H. White
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The miracle was that he had been allowed to do a miracle. And ever, says Mallory, Sir Lancelot wept, as he had been a child that had been beaten.
T. H. White
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God is love, the parson whined.
T. H. White
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Were they, for some purpose almost too cunning for belief, only disguised as themselves?
T. H. White
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God is love, the bishops tell.
T. H. White
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If God is supposed to be merciful,' [Arthur] retorted, 'I don't see why He shouldn't allow people to stumble into heaven, just as well as climb there
T. H. White
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Aviators live by hours, not by days.
T. H. White
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The bravest people are the ones who don’t mind looking like cowards.
T. H. White
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a king can only work with his best tools.
T. H. White
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Now, in their love, which was stronger, there were the seeds of hatred and fear and confusion growing at the same time: for love can exist with hatred, each preying on the other, and this is what gives it its greatest fury.
T. H. White
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...All endeavours which are directed to a purely worldly end...contain within themselves the germs of their own corruption.
T. H. White
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We cannot build the future by avenging the past.
T. H. White
