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Eccolo!" he exclaimed. At the same moment the ground gave way, and with a cry she fell out of the wood. Light and beauty enveloped her. She had fallen on to a little open terrace, which was covered with violets from end to end. "Courage!" cried her companion, now standing some six feet above. "Courage and love." She did not answer. From her feet the ground sloped sharply into view, and violets ran down in rivulets and streams and cataracts,..
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kiss
romance
violets
first-kiss
italy
flowers
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E.M. Forster |
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1ee18ca
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Let us think of people as starting life with an experience they forget and ending it with one which they anticipate but cannot understand.
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life
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E.M. Forster |
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791d7fc
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Men were not gods after all, but as human and as clumsy as girls.
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women
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E.M. Forster |
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ab6a3c3
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It is easy to sympathize at a distance,' said an old gentleman with a beard. 'I value more the kind word that is spoken close to my ear.
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E.M. Forster |
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8699d4b
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He was obliged however to throw over Christianity. Those who base their conduct upon what they are rather than upon what they ought to be, always must throw it over in the end . . . .
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E.M. Forster |
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a9daaa1
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Perhaps anything that he did would have pleased Lucy, but his awkwardness went straight to her heart.
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romance
heart
love
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E.M. Forster |
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14f112f
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I have no profession. It is another example of my decadence. My attitude - quite an indefensible one - is that so long as I am no trouble to any one I have a right to do as I like. I know I ought to be getting money out of people, or devoting myself to things I don't care a straw about, but somehow, I've not been able to begin." "You are quite fortunate, it is quite a wonderful opportunity, the possession of leisure."
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money
motivation
occupations
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E.M. Forster |
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2d935f9
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It so happened that Lucy, who found daily life rather chaotic, entered a more solid world when she opened the piano. She was then no longer either deferential or patronizing; no longer either a rebel or a slave.
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E.M. Forster |
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5a676a9
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When love flies it is remembered not as love but as something else.
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E.M. Forster |
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cab5a7f
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It's miles worse for you than that; I'm in love with your gamekeeper.
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love
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E.M. Forster |
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024a26e
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I only know what it is that's wrong with him; not why it is." And what is it?" asked Lucy fearfully, expecting some harrowing tale. The old trouble; things won't fit." What things?" The things of the universe. It's quite true. They don't." Oh Mr. Emerson, whatever do you mean?" In his ordinary voice, so that she scarcely realized he was quoting poetry, he said: "'From far, from eve and morning, And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of lif..
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life
knot
rejoice
tangle
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E.M. Forster |
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929fe2f
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Let her go to Italy!" he cried. "Let her meddle with what she doesn't understand! "
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E.M. Forster |
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cc5e711
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Madness is not for everyone, but Maurice's proved the thunderbolt that dispels the clouds. The storm had been working up not for three days as he supposed, but for six years. It had brewed in the insecurities of being where no eye pierces, his surroundings had thickened it. It had burst and he had not died. The brilliancy of day was around him, he stood upon the mountain range that overshadows youth, he saw.
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E.M. Forster |
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cb9b6e8
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A slow nature such as Maurice's appears insensitive, for it needs time even to feel.
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E.M. Forster |
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2207ec0
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You have not been yourself all day," said Henry, and rose from his seat with face unmoved. Margaret rushed at him and seized both his hands. She was transfigured. "Not any more of this!" she cried. "You shall see the connection if it kills you, Henry! You have had a mistress--I forgave you. My sister has a lover--you drive her from the house. Do you see the connection? Stupid, hypocritical, cruel--oh, contemptible!--a man who insults his wi..
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E.M. Forster |
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03dacb2
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You are inclined to get muddled, if I may judge from last night. Let yourself go. Pull out from the depths those thoughts that you do not understand, and spread them out in the sunlight and know the meaning of them.
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E.M. Forster |
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113c41a
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I 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. 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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relationships
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E.M. Forster |
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7696824
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Few travelled in these days, for, thanks to the advance of science, the earth was exactly alike all over. Rapid intercourse, from which the previous civilization had hoped so much, had ended by defeating itself. What was the good of going to Peking when it was just like Shrewsbury? Why return to Shrewsbury when it would all be like Peking? Men seldom moved their bodies; all unrest was concentrated in the soul.
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travel
future
unrest
machine
civilisation
civilization
science-fiction
soul
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E.M. Forster |
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15b596b
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But this is something new!' said Mrs. Munt, who collected new ideas as a squirrel collects nuts, and was especially attracted by those that are portable.
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E.M. Forster |
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bf3e8a3
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Books have to be read (worse luck, for it takes a long time); it is the only way of discovering what they contain.
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reading
learning
education
scholorship
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E.M. Forster |
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ccbd23f
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He seems to see good in every one. No one would take him for a clergyman.
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E.M. Forster |
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b9f645e
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Actual life is full of false clues and sign-posts that lead nowhere. With infinite effort we nerve ourselves for a crisis that never comes. The most successful career must show a waste of strength that might have removed mountains, and the most unsuccessful is not that of the man who is taken unprepared, but of him who has prepared and is never taken.
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E.M. Forster |
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e5b98b6
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You care for me a little bit, I do think," he admitted, "but I can't hang all my life on a little bit. You don't. You hang yours on Anne. You don't worry whether your relation with her is platonic or not, you only know it's big enough to hang a life on."
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E.M. Forster |
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04659c6
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For the dead, who seem to take away so much, really take with them nothing that is ours.
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where-angels-fear-to-tread
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E.M. Forster |
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6b9e4fc
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Pity, if one can generalize, is at the bottom of woman. When men like us, it is for our better qualities, and however tender their liking, we dare not be unworthy of it, or they will quietly let us go. But unworthiness stimulates woman. It brings out her deeper nature, for good or for evil.
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E.M. Forster |
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4ab6ec8
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England has always been disinclined to accept human nature.
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maurice
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E.M. Forster |
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9398588
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He has the merit--if it is one--of saying exactly what he means.
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E.M. Forster |
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f829dcf
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Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence.
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E.M. Forster |
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2d4329e
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I will take you by a dear dirty back way, Miss Honeychurch, and if you bring me luck, we shall have an adventure.
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E.M. Forster |
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c16bf53
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Do you remember Italy?
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E.M. Forster |
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ca8aef4
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They travelled for thirteen hours down-hill, whilst the streams broadened and the mountains shrank, and the vegetation changed, and the people ceased being ugly and drinking beer, and began instead to drink wine and to be beautiful.
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people
italy
wine
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E.M. Forster |
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ca14dd1
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There is no harm in deceiving society as long as she does not find you out, because it is only when she finds you out that you have harmed her; she is not like a friend or God, who are injured by the mere existence of unfaithfulness.
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E.M. Forster |
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2a617bf
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Every man has somewhere about him some belief for which he'd die. Only isn't it improbable that your parents and guardians told it to you? If there is one won't it be part of your own flesh and spirit?
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E.M. Forster |
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cee1f69
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The past is devoid of meaning like the present, and a refuge for cowards.
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past
maurice
refuge
cowardice
longing
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E.M. Forster |
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fa3c44a
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He would not deceive himself so much. He would not - and this was the test - pretend to care about women when the only sex that attracted him was his own. He loved men and always had loved them. He longed to embrace them and mingle his being with theirs. Now that the man who returned his love had been lost, he admitted this.
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E.M. Forster |
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71848c3
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I think - I think - I think how little they think what lies so near them.
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E.M. Forster |
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6a79171
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It is the starved imagination, not the well-nourished, that is afraid.
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imagination
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E.M. Forster |
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ca479c2
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A thousand little civilities create tenderness in time.
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manners
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E.M. Forster |
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baf8508
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The final test of 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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E.M. Forster |
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79c9edd
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The affections are more reticent than the passions, and their expression more subtle.
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E.M. Forster |
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e55b870
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One touch of regret- not the canny substitute but the true regret from the heart- would have made him a different man, and the British Empire a different institution.
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E.M. Forster |
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b9f6a3a
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I'm a holy man minus the holiness. Hand that on to your three spies, and tell them to put it in their pipes.
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E.M. Forster |
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e2e1dfc
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Culture had worked in her own case, but during the last few weeks she had doubted whether it humanized the majority, so wide and so widening is the gulf that stretches between the natural and the philosophic man, so many the good chaps who are wrecked in trying to cross it.
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philosophy
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E.M. Forster |
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8ff84b5
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She loved him with too clear a vision to fear his cloudiness
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E.M. Forster |