I 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. FORSTERYou can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.
More E. M. Forster Quotes
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It isn’t possible to love and to part.
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We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.
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What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
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To make us feel small in the right way is a function of art; men can only make us feel small in the wrong way.
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The sort of poetry I seek only resides in objects Man can’t touch – like England ‘s grass network of lanes 100 years ago, but today he can destroy them and only Lord Farrer keeps him from doing it.
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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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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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Aziz winked at him slowly and said: “…There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart.
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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 have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
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So I shan’t ever marry, for there aren’t such men. And Heaven help any one whom I do marry, for I shall certainly run away from him before you can say ‘Jack Robinson.
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Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.
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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.
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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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Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?
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