One grows accustomed to being praised, or being blamed, or being advised, but it is unusual to be understood.
E. M. FORSTERThe only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little farther down our particular path than we have yet got ourselves.
More E. M. Forster Quotes
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The four characteristics of humanism are curiosity, a free mind, belief in good taste, and belief in the human race.
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The armour of falsehood is subtly wrought out of darkness, and hides a man not only from others, but from his own soul.
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She stopped and leant her elbows against the parapet of the embankment. He did likewise. There is at times a magic in identity of position; it is one of the things that have suggested to us eternal comradeship.
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I can only do what’s easy. I can only entice and be enticed. I can’t, and won’t, attempt difficult relations. If I marry it will either be a man who’s strong enough to boss me or whom I’m strong enough to boss.
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I would rather be a coward than brave because people hurt you when you are brave.
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Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
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You confuse what’s important with what’s impressive.
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Have you ever noticed that there are people who do things which are most indelicate, and yet at the same time – beautiful?
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It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.
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If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.
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There are periods in the most thrilling day during which nothing happens, and though we continue to exclaim, “I do enjoy myself”, or , “I am horrified,” we are insincere.
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It was pleasant, too, to fling wide the windows, pinching the fingers in unfamiliar fastenings, to lean out into sunshine with beautiful hills and trees and marble churches opposite, and, close below, Arno, gurgling against the embankment of the road.
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Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
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I won’t be protected. I will choose for myself what is ladylike and right. To shield me is an insult.
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People have their own deaths as well as their own lives, and even if there is nothing beyond death, we shall differ in our nothingness.
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