“ It so happened that Lucy, who found daily life rather chaotic, entered a more solid world when she opened the piano. She was then no longer either deferential or patronizing; no longer either a rebel… E.M. Forster
“ In every remark he found a meaning, but not always the true meaning, and his life, though vivid, was largely a dream. E.M. Forster
“ Vashti was seized with the terrors of direct experience. She shrank back into the room, and the wall closed up again. E.M. Forster
“ People turned out to be alive. Hitherto he had supposed that they were what he pretended to be - flat pieces of cardboard stamped with a conventional design… there came by no process of reason a convi… E.M. Forster
“ And as her love revived, so did her capacity for suffering. Life, more important, grew more bitter. E.M. Forster
“ All a child's life depends on the ideal it has of its parents. Destroy that and everything goes - morals, behavior, everything. Absolute trust in someone else is the essence of education. E.M. Forster
“ He was thinking of the irony of friendship—so strong it is, and so fragile. We fly together, like straws in an eddy, to part in the open stream. E.M. Forster
“ He had awoken too late for happiness, but not for strength, and could feel an austere joy, as of a warrior who is homeless but stands fully armed. E.M. Forster
“ George had turned at the sound of her arrival. For a moment he contemplated her, as one who had fallen out of heaven. He saw radiant joy in her face, he saw the flowers beat against her dress in blue… E.M. Forster
“ Food, the stoking-up process, the keeping alive of an individual flame, the process that begins before birth and is continued after it by the mother, and finally taken over by the individual himself,… E.M. Forster
“ Did you ever dream you had a friend, Alec? Someone to last your whole life and you his. I suppose such a thing can’t really happen outside sleep. E.M. Forster
“ Books have to be read (worse luck, for it takes a long time); it is the only way of discovering what they contain. E.M. Forster
“ Aziz winked at him slowly and said: ...There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart. E.M. Forster
