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.
E. M. FORSTEROne grows accustomed to being praised, or being blamed, or being advised, but it is unusual to be understood.
More E. M. Forster Quotes
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Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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It is so difficult – at least, I find it difficult – to understand people who speak the truth.
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Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch, which ought to be applied as sparingly as possible. I dislike the stuff. I do not believe in it, for its own sake, at all… My lawgivers are Erasmus and Montaigne, not Moses and St Paul.
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Inside its cocoon of work or social obligation, the human spirit slumbers for the most part, registering the distinction between pleasure and pain, but not nearly as alert as we pretend.
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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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I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little man’s pleasure when they come a cropper.
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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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My conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.
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Don’t be mysterious; there isn’t the time.
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Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
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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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The 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.
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For it is a serious thing to have been watched. We all radiate something curiously intimate when we believe ourselves to be alone.
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The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
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A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.
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