But it struck him that people are not really dead until they are felt to be dead. As long as there is some misunderstanding about them, they possess a sort of immortality.
E. M. FORSTERWhen you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
More E. M. Forster Quotes
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We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.
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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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I think you’re beautiful, the only beautiful person I’ve ever seen. I love your voice and everything to do with you, down to your clothes or the room you are sitting in. I adore you.
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I believe we shall come to care about people less and less, Helen. The more people one knows, the easier it becomes to replace them. It’s one of the curses of London. I quite expect to end my life caring most for a place.
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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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The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world.
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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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I cannot help thinking that there is something to admire in everyone, even if you do not approve of them.
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When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.
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Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.
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Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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There’s never any great risk as long as you have money.
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One must be fond of people and trust them if one is not to make a mess of life.
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We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
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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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