“Indoors herself, partaking of tea with old Mrs Butterworth, she reflected that it is impossible to foretell the future with any degree of accuracy, that it is impossible to rehearse life. A fault in the scenery, a face in the… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“Life is sometimes life and sometimes only a drama, and one must learn to distinguish tother from which.” — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“She gave up trying to understand herself, and the vast armies of the benighted, who follow neither the heart nor the brain, and march… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“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… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“I believe in aristocracy, though -- if that is the right word, and if a democrat may use it. Not an aristocracy of power,… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“Oh, what's the use of your fairmindedness if you never decide for yourself? Anyone gets hold of you and makes you do what they… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“You mean that a Frenchman could share with a friend and yet not go to prison?’ ‘Share? Do you mean unite? If both are… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“Margaret realized the chaotic nature of our daily life, and its difference from the orderly sequence that has been fabricated by historians. Actual life… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“He had said it bravely, and that is why one can trust Beethoven when he says other things.” — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“He whispered: ‘Is it this? Is this possible? I’ll put a marvel to you. That your cousin has always hoped. That from the very… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“Perhaps anything that he did would have pleased Lucy, but his awkwardness went straight to her heart.” — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“Because a thing is going strong now, it need not go strong for ever,' she said. 'This craze for motion has only set in… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
“England was alive, throbbing through all her estuaries, crying for joy through the mouths of all her gulls, and the north wind, with contrary… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
