“Their color slowly faded from out of the flowers; but their scent lingered to honey the air he breathed.” — EM Forster Copy Share Image
“Man's feet are the measure for distance, his hands are the measure for ownership, his body is the measure for all that is lovable… — EM Forster Copy Share Image
“Their color slowly faded from out of the flowers; but their scent lingered to honey the air he breathed.” — EM Forster Copy Share Image
If you pass life by it's jolly well going to pass you by in the future. If you're frightened it's all right--that's no harm;… — EM Forster Copy Share Image
