She could not explain in so many words, but she felt that those who prepare for all the emergencies of life beforehand may equip themselves at the expense of joy.
E.M. ForsterWhat is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
E.M. ForsterTags: words reading books literature
Take an old man's word; there's nothing worse than a muddle in all the world. It is easy to face Death and Fate, and the things that sound so dreadful. It is on my muddles that I look back with horror - on the things that I might have avoided. We can help one another but little. I used to think I could teach young people the whole of life, but I know better now, and all my teaching of George has come down to this: beware of muddle.
E.M. ForsterTags: muddle
It is fate that I am here,' George persisted, 'but you can call it Italy if it makes you less unhappy.
E.M. ForsterMy conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.
E.M. ForsterShe loved him absolutely, perhaps for half an hour.
E.M. ForsterThey had nothing in common but the English language.
E.M. ForsterTags: english
How do I know what I think until I see what I say?
E.M. ForsterTags: advice writing fiction essay e-m-forster
She had come to that state where the horror of the universe and its smallness are both visible at the same time—the twilight of the double vision in which so many elderly people are involved. If this world is not to our taste, well, at all events, there is Heaven, Hell, Annihilation—one or other of those large things, that huge scenic background of stars, fires, blue or black air. All heroic endeavour, and all that is known as art, assumes that there is such a background, just as all practical endeavour, when the world is to our taste, assumes that the world is all. But in the twilight of the double vision, a spiritual muddledom is set up for which no high-sounding words can be found; we can neither act nor refrain from action, we can neither ignore nor respect Infinity.
E.M. ForsterTags: classics
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, in which the chilly and half-known features of Miss Quested vanished, and were replaced by all that is sweetest and warmest in private life. “But it’s the women and children,” they repeated, and the Collector knew he ought to stop them intoxicating themselves, but he hadn’t the heart.
E.M. ForsterTags: paternalism
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