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No nation has ever produced great art that has not made a high art of cookery, because art appeals primarily to the senses.
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We come and go, but the land is always here. And the people who love it and understand it are the people who own it - for a little while.
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The dead might as well try to speak to the living as the old to the young.
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Artistic growth is, more than it is anything else, a refining of the sense of truthfulness.
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People have to snatch at happiness when they can, in this world. It is always easier to lose than to find.
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Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin.
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Miracles surround us at every turn if we but sharpen our perceptions of them.
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Setting ... is accident. Either a building is part of a place, or it is not. Once that kinship is there, time will only make it stronger.
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Ah! the terror and the delight of that moment when first we fear ourselves! Until then we have not lived.
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What if - what if Life itself were the sweetheart?
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Yes, and because we grow old we become more and more the stuff our forbears put into us. I can feel his savagery strengthen in me. We think we are so individual and so misunderstood when we are young; but the nature our strain of blood carries is inside there, waiting, like our skeleton.
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I first met Myra Henshawe when I was fifteen, but I had known her about ever since I could remember anything at all.
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From the time the Englishman's bones harden into bones at all, he makes his skeleton a flagstaff, and he early plants his feet like one who is to walk the world and the decks of all the seas.
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The irregular and intimate quality of things made entirely by the human hand.
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What was any art but a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose.
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It does not matter much whom we live with in this world, but it matters a great deal whom we dream of.
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When we look back, the only things we cherish are those which in some way met our original want; the desire which formed in us in early youth, undirected, and of its own accord.
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If the street life, not the Whitechapel street life, but that of the common but so-called respectable part of town is in any city more gloomy, more ugly, more grimy, more cruel than in London, I certainly don't care to see it. Sometimes it occurs to one that possibly all the failures of this generation, the world over, have been suddenly swept into London, for the streets are a restless, breathing, malodorous pageant of the seedy of all nations.
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Claude Wheeler opened his eyes before the sun was up and vigorously shook his younger brother, who lay in the other half of the same bed.
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It's all very well to tell us to forgive our enemies; our enemies can never hurt us very much. But oh, what about forgiving our friends?
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Life was so short that it meant nothing at all unless it were continually reinforced by something that endured; unless the shadows of individual existence came and went against a background that held together.
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We all like people who do things, even if we only see their faces on cigar-box lids.
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Men are all right for friends, but as soon as you marry them they turn into cranky old fathers, even the wild ones.
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The only thing very noticeable about Nebraska was that it was still, all day long, Nebraska.
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