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• ‘… The truth is that there is a great outer life that you and I have never touched — a life in which telegrams and anger count. Personal relations, that we think are supreme, are not supreme there. There love means marriage settlements; death, death duties. So far I’m clear. But here’s my difficulty. This outer life, though obviously horrid, often seems the real one — there’s grit in it. It does breed character. Do personal relations lead to sloppiness in the end?’ ‘Oh, Meg, that’s what I felt, only not so clearly, when the Welcomes were so competent, and seemed to have their hans on all the ropes.’ ‘Don’t you fell it now?’ ‘I remember Paul at breakfast,’ said Helen quietly. ‘I shall never forget him. He had nothing to fall back upon. I know that personal relations are the real life, for e... (查看原文)

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• 'Do you imply that we Germans are stupid, Uncle Ernst?" exclaimed a haughty and magnificent nephew. Uncle Ernst replied:’To my mind. You use the intellect, but you no longer care about it. That I call stupidity.’ As the haughty nephew did not follow, he continued:’You only care about the things that you can use, and therefore arrange them in the following order: money, supremely useful; intellect, rather useful; imagination, of no use at all. No’ — for the other had protested — ‘your Pan-Germanism is no more imaginative than is our Imperialism over here. It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness, to think that a thousand square miles are a thousand times more wonderful than one square mile, and that a million square miles are almost the same as heaven. That is not imaginati... (查看原文)

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