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I utilise all my spare moments. I've read twenty-seven of the Hundred Best Books. I collect ferns.
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History repeats itself. Historians repeat each other." [ ]"
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One is taught to refrain from irony, because mankind does tend to take it literally. In the hearing of the gods, who hear all, it is conversely unsage to make a simple and direct statement. So what is one to do? The dilema needs a whole volume to itself.
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Death, as he had said, cancelled all engagements.
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But the loveliest face in all the world will not please you if you see it suddenly, eye to eye, at a distance of half an inch from your own.
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Our hero's unreasoning rage was fed by a not unreasonable jealousy. It was clear to him that Zuleika had forgotten his existence. To-day, as soon as he had killed her love, she had shown him how much less to her was his love than the crowd's. And now again it was only the crowd she cared for. He followed with his eyes her long slender figure as she threaded her way in and out of the crowd, sinuously, confidingly, producing a penny from one ..
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Does the stag in his hour of victory need a diploma from the hind?
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Max Beerbohm |
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History,' it has been said, 'does not repeat itself. The historians repeat one another.
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The unforgettable thing in his life is usually not a thing he has done or left undone, but a thing done to him--some insolence or cruelty for which he could not, or did not, avenge himself.
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I could no more marry a man about whom I could not make a fool of myself than I could marry one who made a fool of himself about me. Else had I long ceased to be a spinster.
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From those pedestals which intersperse the railing of the Sheldonian, the high grim busts of the Roman Emperors stared down at the fair stranger in the equipage. Zuleika returned their stare with but a casual glance. The inanimate had little charm for her.
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He was too much concerned with his own perfection ever to think of admiring any one else.
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A crowd, proportionately to its size, magnifies all that in its units pertains to the emotions, and diminishes all that in them pertains to thought.
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You will find that the woman who is really kind to dogs is always one who has failed to inspire sympathy in men. For the attractive woman, dogs are mere dumb and restless brutes--possibly dangerous, certainly soulless. Yet will coquetry teach her to caress any dog in the presence of a man enslaved by her.
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But the dullard's envy of brilliant men is always assuaged by the suspicion that they will come to a bad end.
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She did not look like an orphan," said the wife of the Oriel don, subsequently, on the way home. The criticism was a just one. ... Tall and lissom, she was sheathed from the bosom downwards in flamingo silk, and she was liberally festooned with emeralds. Her dark hair was not even strained back from her forehead and behind her ears, as an orphan's should be. Parted somewhere at the side, it fell in an avalanche of curls upon one eyebrow. Fr..
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If a man carry his sense of proportion far enough, lo! he is back at the point from which he started. He knows that eternity, as conceived by him, is but an instant in eternity, and infinity but a speck in infinity.
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Kanenas pou den ekhei khasei te mataiodoxia tou den mporei na theorethei oti ekhei apotukhei teleios.
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Max Beerbohm |
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Because I was a pedant. I tried to ignore you, as pedants always do try to ignore any fact they cannot fit into their pet system.
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Not for an instant did he flinch from the mere fact of dying to-day...To die 'untimely,' as men called it, was the timeliest of deaths for one who had carved his youth to greatness. What perfection could he, Dorset, achieve beyond what was already his? Future years could but stale, if not actually mar, that perfection. Yes, it was lucky to perish leaving much to the imagination of posterity. Dear posterity was of a sentimental, not a realis..
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Here was he, going to die for her; and here was she, blaming him for a breach of manners. Decidedly, the slave had the whip-hand.
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You wondered even when you heard that he was wont at Oxford to make without help his toilet of every day. Well, the true dandy is always capable of such high independence. He is craftsman as well as artist.
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Oh," every stair creaked faintly, "I ought to have been marble!"
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You will think me lamentably crude: my experience of life has been drawn from life itself.
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Yet often you talk as though you had read rather much. Your way of speech has what is called 'the literary flavour'.
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Explain yourself!" he commanded. "Isn't that rather much for a man to ask of a woman?" "I don't know. I have no experience of women. In the abstract, it seems to me that every man has a right to some explanation from the woman who has ruined his life." (page 90)"
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It, one suspects, must have had much to do with the evocation of what is called the Oxford spirit--that gentlest spirit, so lingering and searching, so dear to them who as youths were brought into ken of it, so exasperating to them who were not. Yes, certainly, it is this mild, miasmal air, not less than the grey beauty and gravity of the buildings, that has helped Oxford to produce, and foster eternally, her peculiar race of artist-scholar..
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Is there," he asked with a bitter smile, "any one of you who doesn't with his whole heart love Miss Dobson?" Nobody held up a hand. "As I feared," said the Duke, knowing not that if a hand had been held up he would have taken it as a personal insult. No man really in love can forgive another for not sharing his ardour. His jealousy for himself when his beloved prefers another man is hardly a stronger passion than his jealousy for her when..
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The Nonconformist Conscience makes cowards of us all.
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Most women are not so young as they are painted.
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The past is a work of art, free of irrelevancies and loose ends.
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Lift latch, step in, be welcome, Sir,Albeit to see you I'm unglad.
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Only the insane take themselves quite seriously.
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Zuleika, on a desert island, would have spent most of her time in looking for a man's footprint.
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Death cancels all engagements.
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Of all the objects of hatred, a woman once loved is the most hateful.
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Max Beerbohm |
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The Socratic manner is not a game at which two can play.
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Max Beerbohm |
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Everywhere he found his precept checkmated by his example.
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No fine work can be done without concentration and self-sacrifice and toil and doubt.
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