The other damned saw what was happening and caught hold of it too. She was indignant and cried, “Let go-it’s my onion,” and as soon as she said, “my onion,” the stalk broke and she fell back into the flames.
E. M. FORSTERThe other damned saw what was happening and caught hold of it too. She was indignant and cried, “Let go-it’s my onion,” and as soon as she said, “my onion,” the stalk broke and she fell back into the flames.
E. M. FORSTERThere’s never any great risk as long as you have money.
E. M. FORSTERMoney pads the edges of things.
E. M. FORSTERThe kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world; it will accept those whom breeding and intellect and culture have alike rejected.
E. M. FORSTERWhat is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?
E. M. FORSTERMy conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.
E. M. FORSTERMost 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.
E. M. FORSTERWe must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
E. M. FORSTERI cannot help thinking that there is something to admire in everyone, even if you do not approve of them.
E. M. FORSTERThe final test for a novel will be our affection for it, as it is the test of our friends, and of anything else which we cannot define.
E. M. FORSTERI have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I’d like to be.
E. M. FORSTERMistrust all enterprises that require new clothes.
E. M. FORSTERScience is better than sympathy, if only it is science.
E. M. FORSTERThe historian records, but the novelist creates.
E. M. FORSTERIf I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.
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.
E. M. FORSTER