Works of art, in my opinion, are the only objects in the material universe to possess internal order, and that is why, though I don’t believe that only art matters, I do believe in Art for Art’s sake.
E. M. FORSTERI cannot help thinking that there is something to admire in everyone, even if you do not approve of them.
More E. M. Forster Quotes
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The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.
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Do not be proud of your inconsistency. It is a pity, it is a pity that we should be equipped like this. It is a pity that Man cannot be at the same time impressive and truthful.
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Most of life is so dull that there is nothing to be said about it, and the books and talks that would describe it as interesting are obliged to exaggerate, in the hope of justifying their own existence.
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What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
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At night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity.
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One has two duties – to be worried and not to be worried.
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Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.
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Life is sometimes life and sometimes only a drama, and one must learn to distinguish t’other from which . . .
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Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?
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I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
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Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
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The sort of poetry I seek only resides in objects Man can’t touch – like England ‘s grass network of lanes 100 years ago, but today he can destroy them and only Lord Farrer keeps him from doing it.
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The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
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