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W. Somerset Maugham

"Impropriety is the soul of wit."

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"Impropriety is the soul of wit."

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"My soul is a pale, tenuous membrane..."That was pleasing: a thin, tenuous membrane. It had the right anatomical quality. Tight blown, quivering in the blast of noisy life. It was time for him to descend from the serene empyrean of words into the actual vortex. He went down slowly. "My soul is a thin, tenuous membrane..."

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Amber Hurdle

"Why is there so much problem just to know one's own Soul? The Soul resides in one's own abode (body), but one doesn't know it and then he says, 'I know this and I know that so'. Instead why don't you get to know your own 'Self'?"

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"Once conform, once do what others do because they do it, and a kind of lethargy steals over all the finer senses of the soul."

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"The soul is soft, beautiful, delicate, fun-loving, and always blooming. To nurture the soul, it needs sunshine and unconditional self-love."

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"Every soul is beautiful and precious; is worthy of dignity and respect, and deserving of peace, joy and love."

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"If you say, 'Now I look like an old man', you will start to look like an old man. If you say, 'No, I look like a young man now', you will start to look like a young man. What you project is what you will see. Soul is the form of projection and if false projections are done, the worldly life is created! If you come to a state free of false belief (wrong projection), You will be in the state of the 'Real form of the Self' (mood swaroop)."

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Amber Hurdle

"You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body."

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Amber Hurdle

"Humanism is the purest expression of your soul as a human. It has no God to be concerned with, except for the living Gods, that is the humans. It has no doctrine to abide by, except for the natural doctrine of love and benevolence. That's the religion we need my friend."

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"I thought with melancholy how an author spends months writing a book, and maybe puts his heart's blood into it, and then it lies about unread till the reader has nothing else in the world to do."
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"They will notdisappoint you, and you will look upon them morecharitably. Men seek but one thing in life-their pleasure."
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"I write only when inspiration strikes. Fortunately it strikes every morning at nine o'clock sharp."
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"You've been brought up like a gentleman and a Christian, and I should be false to the trust laid upon me by your dead father and mother if I allowed you to expose yourself to such temptation.'Well, I know I'm not a Christian and I'm beginning to doubt whether I'm a gentleman,' said Philip."
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"If you can tell stories, create characters, devise incidents, and have sincerity and passion, it doesn't matter a damn how you write."
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"When he sacrifices himself man for a moment is greater than God, for how can God, infinite and omnipotent, sacrifice himself?"
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"Everything passed, and what trace of its passage remained? It seemed to Kitty that they were all, the human race, like the drops of water in that river and they flowed on, each so close to the other and yet so far apart, a nameless flood, to the sea. When all things lasted so short a time and nothing mattered very much, it seemed pitiful that men, attaching an absurd importance to trivial objects, should make themselves and one another so unhappy."
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