It was pleasant to wake up in Florence, to open the eyes upon a bright bare room, with a floor of red tiles which look clean though they are not; with a painted ceiling whereon pink griffins and blue amorini sport in a forest of yellow violins and bassoons.
E. M. FORSTERI 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.
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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Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.
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Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.
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When I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.
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The 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.
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Love is a great force in private life; it is indeed the greatest of all things; but love in public affairs does not work.
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One of the evils of money is that it tempts us to look at it rather than at the things that it buys.
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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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The historian records, but the novelist creates.
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Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
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We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.
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I believe in teaching people to be individuals, and to understand other individuals.
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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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But Humanity, in its desire for comfort, had over-reached itself. It had exploited the riches of nature too far. Quietly and complacently, it was sinking into decadence, and progress had come to mean the progress of the Machine.
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How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
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