Maurice

by E.M. Forster

“When I was your age, my father told me something that proved very useful and helped me a good deal.” This was untrue: his father had never told him anything. But he needed a prelude to what he was going to say.

If Maurice made love it was Clive who preserved it,

“I’m an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort.”

I was determined that in fiction anyway two men should fall in love and remain in it for the ever and ever that fiction allows,