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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c63664c | But hard does not mean depressed, just as easy does not mean content. | Andrew Weil | ||
| 0ccc35f | I have always believed that the primary function of doctors should be to teach people how not to get sick in the first place. The word "doctor" comes from the Latin word for "teacher." Teaching prevention should be primary; treatment of existing disease, secondary. I" | Andrew Weil | ||
| 602ae37 | I am uneasy about the suppressive nature of conventional medicine. If you look at the names of the most popular categories of drugs in use today, you will find that most of them begin with the prefix "anti." We use antispasmodics and antihypertensives, antianxiety agents and antidepressants, antihistamines, antiarrhythmics, antitussives, antipyretics, and anti-inflammatories, as well as beta blockers and H2-receptor antagonists. This is tru.. | Andrew Weil | ||
| 9f03a21 | Love is the best, and the more she let herself love him, the more chance was there that he would set his soul in order. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 6a76887 | An engagement is so potent a thing that sooner or later it reduces all who speak of it to this state of cheerful awe. | E.M. Forster | ||
| e75898a | In order that two imperfect souls might touch perfection. E. M. Forster | Kimberly McCreight | ||
| 5c94daa | It is so difficult--at least, I find it difficult--to understand people who speak the truth. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 4d0006e | It was the hour of unreality. | E. M. Forster | ||
| d949615 | Lucy was slow to follow what people said, but quick enough to detect what they meant. She missed Cecil's epigram, but grasped the feeling that prompted it. | E.M. Forster | ||
| fc987d0 | We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us." --E. M. Forster" | Pete Wilson | ||
| 82a0dd1 | I had no right to move out of my books and music, which was what I did when I met you | E.M. Forster | ||
| 77030b5 | No one, except Ronny, had any idea of what passed in her mind, and he only dimly, for where there is officialism every human relationship suffers. | E.M. Forster | ||
| e1d93b7 | So does my grocer stigmatize me when I complain of the quality of his sultanas, and he answers in one breath that they are the best sultanas, and how can I expect the best sultanas at that price? | E.M. Forster | ||
| babf212 | Il vento le scompigliava i capelli, il sole li glorificava. | capelli sole vento | E. M. Forster | |
| dc7cb44 | The hedge was a half-painted picture which would be finished in a few days. | E.M. Forster | ||
| e44da6a | He had dulled his craving for verbal truth and cared chiefly for truth of mood. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 8e21bfc | The song of the future must transcend creed. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 3404fc3 | We are not in the law courts. There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 45ab246 | Oh, hang it all! what's the good--I mean, the good of living in a room for ever? There one goes on day after day, same old game, same up and down to town, until you forget there is any other game. You ought to see once in a way what's going on outside, if it's only nothing particular after all. | E.M. Forster | ||
| bd26650 | When real things are so wonderful, what is the point of pretending? | E.M. Forster | ||
| ca47ad8 | He chanced to be in a lucid critical mood, and would not sympathize with exaltation. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 37d20b3 | innocence is not safe in a civilization like ours, where a man must practice a 'ruled undemonstrative distrustfulness' in order to defend himself against traps. This 'ruled undemonstrative distrustfulness' is not confined to business men, but exists everywhere. We all exercise it. I know I do, and I should be surprised if you, who are listening to me, didn't. All we can do (and Melville gives us this hint) is to exercise it consciously, as .. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 598c69f | But man is an odd, sad creature as yet, intent on pilfering the earth, and heedless of the growths within himself. He cannot be bored about psychology. He leaves it to the specialist, which is as if he should leave his dinner to be eaten by a steam-engine. He cannot be bothered to digest his own soul. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 128bde7 | I really am going to meet Forster: I thought I shouldn't, but apparently the old boy E.M.F. is saying with remembered my name & I am bid to John Hewitt's at 8 tomorrow. Shall I ask him if he's a homo? It's the only thing I really want to know about him, you see. I don't even care why he packed up writing. | Philip Larkin | ||
| 143aeaa | He never retorted that the artist is not a bricklayer at all, but a horseman whose business it is to catch Pegasus at once, not to practise for him by mounting tamer colts. This is hard, hot and generally ungraceful work, but it is not drudgery. For drudgery is not art, and cannot lead to it. | E.M. Forster | ||
| b7dda14 | And she began the oft-told tale of a lady of imperial descent who could find no husband in the narrow circle where her pride permitted her to mate, and had lived on unwed, her age now thirty, and would die unwed, for no one would have her now. | old-maid | E.M. Forster | |
| 8967652 | The sense of purity is a puzzling, and at times a fearful thing. It seems so noble, and it starts at one with morality. But it is a dangerous guide, and can lead us away not only from what is gracious, but also from what is good. | E M Forster | ||
| 1532932 | But when she saw Evie at the entrance of the restaurant, staring fiercely at nothing after the fashion of athletic women, her heart failed her anew. Miss Wilcox had changed perceptibly since her engagement. Her voice was gruffer, her manner more downright, and she was inclined to patronize the more foolish virgin. Margaret was silly enough to be pained at this. Depressed at her isolation, she saw not only houses and furniture, but the vesse.. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 8f80181 | How fortunate that it was an 'unconventional' party, where formalities are ruled out! On this basis Aziz found the English ladies easy to talk to, he treated them like men. Beauty would have troubled him, but Mrs Moore was so old and Miss Quested so plain that he was spared this anxiety. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 8479d1a | A word of advice. Don't take up that sentimental attitude over the poor. See that she doesn't, Margaret. The poor are poor, and one's sorry for them, but there it is. As civilisation moves forward, the shoe is bound to pinch in places, and it's absurd to pretend that any one is responsible personally. Neither you, nor I, nor my informant, nor the man who informed him, nor the directors of the Porphyrion, are to blame for this clerk's loss o.. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 453ed10 | Perhaps it was Helen's way of falling in love--a curious way to Margaret, whose agony and whose contempt of Henry were yet imprinted with his image. Helen forgot people. They were husks that had enclosed her emotion. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 1369be6 | Disdaining the heroic outfit, excitable in her methods, garrulous, episodical, shrill, she misled her lover much as she misled her aunt. He mistook her fertility for weakness. He supposed her "as clever as they make 'em," but no more, not realizing that she was penetrating to the depths of his soul, and approving of what she found there." | E.M. Forster | ||
| af66bf9 | It was English, and the wych-elm that she saw from the window was an English tree. No report had prepared her for its peculiar glory. It was neither warrior, nor lover, nor god; in none of these roles do the English excel. It was a comrade, bending over the house, strength and adventure in its roots, but in its utmost fingers tenderness, and the girth, that a dozen men could not have spanned, became in the end evanescent, till pale bud clus.. | english tree | E.M. Forster | |
| 8116f99 | They had started speaking of "women and children" - that phrase that exempts the male from sanity when it has been repeated a few times. Each felt that all he loved best in the world was at stake, demanded revenge, and was filled with a not unpleasing glow..." | E.M. Forster | ||
| 45c0ab0 | He had no racial feeling--not because he was superior to his brother civilians, but because he had matured in a different atmosphere, where the herd instinct does not flourish. | E.M. Forster | ||
| e2abee4 | They chose to regard it as a miraculous preservation. | gratitude providence | E.M. Forster | |
| 88960cb | Liking one person is an extra reason for liking another. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 50cba7e | In every remark he found a meaning, but not always the true meaning, and his life, though vivid, was largely a dream. | meaning-of-life spirituality | E.M. Forster | |
| 6277207 | He had robbed the body of its taint, the world's taunts of their sting; he had shown her the holiness of direct desire. | E.M. Forster | ||
| cace9e6 | One was tired of everything, it seemed. One launched into enthusiasms only to collapse gracefully, and pick oneself up amid sympathetic laughter. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 4b36cfa | Lucy's Sabbath was generally of this amphibious nature. She kept it without hypocrisy in the morning, and broke it without reluctance in the afternoon. | lucy sabbath | E. M. Forster | |
| 383fe53 | A slow nature such as Maurice's appears insensitive, for it needs time even to feel. Its instinct is to assume that nothing either for good or evil has happened, and to resist the invader. Once gripped, it feels acutely, and its sensations in love are particularly profound. Given time, it can know and impart ecstasy; given time, it can sink to the heart of Hell. | lgbt love | E.M. Forster | |
| 296445a | For the dead, who seem to take away so much, really take with them nothing that is ours. The passion they have aroused lives after them, easy to transmute or to transfer, but well-nigh impossible to destroy. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 7470225 | Remember that we must all die: all these personal relations we try to live by are temporary. I used to feel death selected people, it is a notion one gets from novels, because some of the characters are usually left talking at the end. Now 'death spares no one' begins to be real. | E.M. Forster |