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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9efe492 | They had tried to reproduce their own attitude to life upon the stage, and to dress up as the middle-class English people they actually were. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 35b059a | She wandered as though in a dream, through the wavering sea of barley, touched with crimson stains of poppies. All unobserved, he came to her...There came from his lips no wordy protestations such as formal lovers use. No eloquence was his, nor did he suffer for lack of it. He simply enfolded her in his manly arms... | E.M. Forster | ||
| 9cbb070 | A friendliness, as of dwarfs shaking hands, was in the air... | unintentional-humor win | Forster E.M. | |
| 3319b1e | He questioned Maurice, who, when he grasped the point, was understood to reply that deeds are more important than words. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 2f95903 | Mr. Herriton, don't - please, Mr. Herriton - a dentist. His father's a dentist." Philip gave a cry of personal disgust and pain. He shuddered all over, and edged away from his companion. A dentist! A dentist at Monteriano. A dentist in fairyland! False teeth and laughing gas and the tilting chair at a place which knew the Etruscan League, and the Pax Romana, and Alaric himself, and the Countess Matilda, and the Middle Ages, all fighting an.. | disgust italy romance | E.M. Forster | |
| 680e6c3 | It all turns on affection now," said Margaret. "Affection. Don't you see?... And affection, when reciprocated, gives rights. Put that down in your notebook, Mr. Mansbridge. It's a useful formula." | E.M. Forster | ||
| 5bde9fe | Ronny's religion was of the sterilized Public School brand, which never goes bad, even in the tropics. Wherever he entered, mosque, cave or temple, he retained the spiritual outlook of the fifth form, and condemned as 'weakening' any attempt to understand them. | spirituality | E.M. Forster | |
| 45f7195 | The Emersons who were at Florence, do you mean? No, I don't suppose it will prove to be them. It is probably a long cry from them to friends of Mr. Vyse's. Oh, Mrs. Honeychurch, the oddest people! The queerest people! For our part we liked them, didn't we?" He appealed to Lucy. "There was a great scene over some violets. They picked violets and filled all the vases in the room of these very Miss Alans who have failed to come to Cissie Villa.. | florence flowers italy travel violets | E.M. Forster | |
| 313d5bf | With the first jolt he was in daylight; they had left the gateways of King's Cross, and were under blue sky. Tunnels followed, and after each the sky grew bluer, and from the embankment at Finsbury Park he had his first sight of the sun. It rolled along behind the eastern smokes -- a wheel, whose fellow was the descending moon -- and as yet it seemed the servant of the blue sky, not its lord. He dozed again. Over Tewin Water it was day. To .. | blue flowers remorse travel | E.M. Forster | |
| aeab741 | But a lover is dogmatic. To him the world shall be beautiful and pure. When it is not, he ignores it. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 6baa95c | You do admit that, if wealth was divided up equally, in a few years there would be rich and poor again just the same. The hard-working man would come to the top, the wastrel sink to the bottom. - Every one admits that. | E.M. Forster | ||
| e155b39 | Indoors was his place and there he'd moulder, a respectable pillar of society who has never had the chance to misbehave. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 6a049ee | Don't brood too much," she wrote to Helen, "on the superiority of the unseen to the seen. It's true, but to brood on it is medieval. Our business is not to contrast the two, but to reconcile them." | E.M. Forster | ||
| 42a9e94 | Man, the flower of all flesh, the noblest of all creatures visible, man who had once made god in his image, and had mirrored his strength on the constellations, beautiful naked man was dying, strangled in the garments that he had woven. Century after century had he toiled, and here was his reward. Truly the garment had seemed heavenly at first, shot with colours of culture, sewn with the threads of self-denial. And heavenly it had been so l.. | E.M. Forster | ||
| ae465bd | I'm always right. I'm quite uneasy at being always right so often. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 2fb5012 | Italy was offering her the most priceless of all possessions--her own soul. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 246d640 | He was interested in the sudden friendship between two women so apparently dissimilar as Miss Bartlett and Miss Lavish. They were always in each other's company, with Lucy a slighted third. Miss Lavish he believed he understood, but Miss Bartlett might reveal unknown depths of strangeness, though not, perhaps, of meaning. | E. M. Forster | ||
| 22e6278 | A rebel she was, but not of the kind he understood - a rebel who desired, not a wider dwelling-room, but equality beside the man she loved. For Italy was offering her the most priceless of all possessions - her own soul. | E.M. Forster | ||
| a2ff0b5 | Looking back on the past six months, Margaret realized the chaotic nature of our daily life, and its difference from the orderly sequence that has been fabricated by historians. 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 t.. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 12a78e4 | The feudal ownership of land did bring dignity, whereas the modern ownership of movables is reducing us again to a nomadic horde. We are reverting to the civilisation of luggage, and historians of the future will note how the middle classes accreted possessions without taking root in the earth, and may find in this the secret of their imaginative poverty. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 107bb91 | It is not rubbish! It is the part of people that you do not understand. | counseling empathy perspective | E.M. Forster | |
| f55912d | The world is certainly full of beautiful things, if only I could come across them. | E.M. Forster | ||
| ce8ac86 | Athletes, he believed, were simple, straightforward people, cruel and brutal if you like, but never petty. They knocked you down and hurt you, and then went on their way rejoicing. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 4d29f4f | Your mistake is this, and it is a very common mistake. This young bounder has a life of his own. What right have you to conclude it is an unsuccessful life, or, as you call it, 'grey'?" "Because--" "One minute. You know nothing about him. He probably has his own joys and interests--wife, children, snug little home. That's where we practical fellows" he smiled--"are more tolerant than you intellectuals. We live and let live, and assume that .. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 1318c77 | If you introduce the human figure you at once arouse either disgust or desire. | desire disgust human-form | E.M. Forster | |
| 805d0a1 | It happened like this, if it happened at all. I would rather go up to heaven by myself than be pushed by cherubs. | E.M. Forster | ||
| e38dbbf | When that strange race nears the dust and is condemned as untouchable, then nature remembers the physical perfection that she accomplished elsewhere, and throws out a god--not many, but one here and there, to prove to society how little its categories impress her. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 7e43a21 | What had spoken to her in that scoured-out cavity of the granite? What dwelt in the first of the caves? Something very old and very small. Before time, it was before space also. Something snub-nosed, incapable of generosity -- the undying worm itself. Since hearing its voice, she had not entertained one large thought, she was actually envious of Adela. All this fuss over a frightened girl! Nothing had happened, 'and if it had,' she found he.. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 4698db5 | It never bored them to hear words, words; they breathed them with the cool night air. | E.M. Forster | ||
| a14de6e | Cannot you see, cannot all you lecturers see, that it is we that are dying, and that down here the only thing that really lives is the Machine? We created the Machine, to do our will, but we cannot make it do our will now. It has robbed us of the sense of space and of the sense of touch, it has blurred every human relation and narrowed down love to a carnal act, it has paralyzed our bodies and our wills, and now it compels us to worship it... | E.M. Forster | ||
| efd9e76 | They must live outside class, without relations or money; they must work and stick to each other till death. But England belonged to them. That, besides companionship, was their reward. Her air and sky were theirs, not the timorous millions' who own stuffy little boxes, but never their own souls. | england happiness homosexuality lgbt love | E.M. Forster | |
| 12b6a22 | It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness, to think that a thousand square miles are a thousand times more wonderful than one square mile, and that a million square miles are almost the same as heaven. | howards-end | E.M. Forster | |
| 6df0364 | She walked about disdainfully, unwilling to be enthusiastic over monuments of uncertain authorship or date. | museums touring tourism | E.M. Forster | |
| 57326d1 | No English novelist is as great as Tolstoy -that is to say, has given so complete a picture of man's life, both on its domestic and heroic side. No English novelist has explored man's soul as deeply as Dostoyevsky. And no novelist anywhere has analysed the modern consciousness as successfully as Marcel Proust. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 5cc6012 | Had he lived some centuries ago, in the brightly coloured civilizations of the past, he would have had a definite status, his rank and his income would have corresponded. But in his day the angel of Democracy had arisen, enshadowing the classes with leathern wings, and proclaiming, "All men are equal--all men, that is to say, who possess umbrellas..." | democracy equality inequality | E.M. Forster | |
| 882cd17 | When they sat it was nearly always in the same position - Maurice in a chair, and Durham at his feet, leaning against him. In the world of their friends this attracted no notice. Maurice would stroke Durham's hair. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 46cd001 | And again and again fell the word, like the ebb of a dying sea. "Good-bye." | figurative-language goodbye howards-end parting sad simile | E.M. Forster | |
| 2b31999 | It took him half an hour to reach the little mission chapel. From his position on his back in the river he could see just the tip of the steeple, but for the most part he gazed upward at the constellations. Rudy knew his constellations, because each one of his daughters had done a science project on them and they'd spent hours lying on their backs in the middle of the Edgar Lee Masters campus looking up at the sky. As the river bent to the .. | life river | Robert Hellenga | |
| 0b83ef0 | In the United States, there was no simpler, more agreeable time. | generations history past the-united-states time | Sarah Vowell | |
| 608db1a | The most meaningful namesake by far is Lafayette Square, across the street from the White House. Also known as Lafayette Park, this is the nation's capital of protest, the place where we the people gather together to yell at our presidents. In each corner of this seven-acre park stands a statue of four of the most revered European officers who served in the Revolutionary War: Lafayette, Rochambeau, Steuben, and Thaddeus Kosciuszko, the Poli.. | Sarah Vowell | ||
| 3def913 | There is something aesthetically pleasing about trading one engraving - and old map - for another - American money. | Sarah Vowell | ||
| 31feff9 | As a Frenchman who represented neither North nor South, East nor West, left nor right, Yankees nor Red Sox, Lafayette has always belonged to all of us. | Sarah Vowell | ||
| 6862772 | The people who visit the [Lincoln] memorial always look like an advertisement for democracy, so bizarrely, suspiciously diverse that one time I actually saw a man in a cowboy hat standing there reading the Gettysburg Address next to a Hasidic Jew | Sarah Vowell | ||
| a89abc1 | Take for example the commencement address he [James Garfield] delivered at his alma mater Hiram College in the summer of 1880. ... The only thing stopping this address from turning into a slacker parable is the absence of the word 'dude'. | garfield slacker | Sarah Vowell |