E M Forster Quotes

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E.M. Forster
“How do I know what I think until I see what I say?”
E.M. Forster

David Markson
“Trying to imagine E. M. Forster, who found Ulysses indecorous, at a London performance of Lenny Bruce—to which in fact he was once taken.

Trying to imagine the same for a time-transported Nathaniel Hawthorne—who during his first visit to Europe was even shocked by the profusion of naked statues.”
David Markson, The Last Novel

E.M. Forster
“The house was very quiet, and the fog—we are in November now—pressed against the windows like an excluded ghost.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“And again and again fell the word, like the ebb of a dying sea.

"Good-bye.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Both times it was loneliness, and the night, and panic afterwards.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“She never saw it again. Day and night the river flows down into England, day after day the sun retreats into the Welsh mountains, and the tower chimes: 'See the Conquering Hero.' But the Wilcoxes have no part in the place, nor in any place. It is not their names that recur in the parish register. It is not their ghosts that sigh among the alders at evening. They have swept into the valley and swept out of it, leaving a little dust and a little money behind.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Houses have their own ways of dying, falling as variously as the generations of men, some with a tragic roar, some quietly, but to an after-life in the city of ghosts, while from others—and thus was the death of Wickham Place—the spirit slips before the body perishes . . . By September it was a corpse, void of emotion, and scarcely hallowed by the memories of thirty years of happiness.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Here had lived an elder race, to which we look back with disquietude. The country which we visit at week-ends was really a home to it, and the graver sides of life, the deaths, the partings, the yearnings for love, have their deepest expression in the heart of the fields.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Preachers or scientists may generalize, but we know that no generality is possible about those whom we love; not one heaven awaits them, not even one oblivion.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Well, it is odd and sad that our minds should be such seed-beds, and we without power to choose the seed. But man is an odd, sad creature as yet, intent on pilfering the earth, and heedless of the growths within himself.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“It's a room that men have spoilt through trying to make it nice for women. Men don't know that we want—"

"And never will.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Tibby is moderately a dear now," said Helen.

"There! I knew you'd say that in the end. Of course he's a dear.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“But this place has wonderful powers."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know."

"Because I probably agree with you."

"It kills what is dreadful and makes what is beautiful live.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“It is like you to have thought of such a beautiful thing."

Not a thing, only an ending," said Helen rather sadly; and the sense of tragedy closed in on Margaret again as soon as she left the house.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Helen forgot people. They were husks that had enclosed her emotion.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“He was a good average Englishman who had slipped.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“She and the victim seemed alone in a world of unreality, and she loved him absolutely, perhaps for half an hour.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him—that is the best account of it that has been yet given. Squalor and tragedy can beckon to all that is great in us; and strengthen the wings of love.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“The Wilcoxes were not lacking in affection; they had it royally, but they did not know how to use it. It was the talent in the napkin, and, for a warm-hearted man, Charles had conveyed very little joy. As he watched his father shuffling up the road, he had a vague regret—a wish that something had been different somewhere—a wish (though he did not express it thus) that he had been taught to say 'I' in his youth.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“In this jangle of causes and effects, what had become of their true selves? Here Leonard lay dead in the garden, from natural causes; yet life was a deep, deep river, death a blue sky, life was a house, death a wisp of hay, a flower, a tower, life and death were anything and everything, except this ordered insanity, where the king takes the queen, and the ace the king. Ah, no; there was beauty and adventure behind, such as the man at her feet had yearned for; there was hope this side of the grave; there were truer relationships beyond the limits that fetter us now. As a prisoner looks up and sees stars beckoning, so she, from the turmoil and horror of those days, caught glimpses of the diviner wheels.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“At such moments the soul retires within, to float upon the bosom of a deeper stream, and has communion with the dead, and sees the world's glory not diminished, but different in kind to what she has supposed.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Alas! that Henry should fade away as reality emerged, and only her love for him should remain clear, stamped with his image like the cameos we rescue out of dreams.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“In her eyes Henry was always moving, and causing others to move, until the ends of the earth met. But in time he must get too tired to move, and settle down. What next? The inevitable word. The release of the soul to its appropriate Heaven.

Would they meet in it? Margaret believed in immortality for herself. An eternal future had always seemed natural to her. And Henry believed in it for himself. Yet, would they meet again? Are there not rather endless levels beyond the grave, as the theory that he had censured teaches? And his level, whether higher or lower, could it possibly be the same as hers?”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“She lowered her eyes a moment to the black abyss of the past.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“I used to be so dreamy about a man's love as a girl, and think that, for good or evil, love must be the great thing. But it hasn't been; it has been itself a dream.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Because a thing is going strong now, it need not go strong forever . . . This craze for motion has only set in during the last hundred years. It may be followed by a civilization that won't be a movement, because it will rest on the earth. All the signs are against it now, but I can't help hoping, and very early in the morning in the garden I feel that out house is the future as well as the past.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“The real thing's money and all the rest is a dream.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“She had a strong, if erroneous, conviction of her own futility, and wished she had never come out of her backwater, where nothing happened except art and literature, and where no one ever got married or succeeded in remaining engaged.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Nor am I concerned with duty. I'm concerned with the characters of various people whom we know, and how, things being as they are, things may be made a little better.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

E.M. Forster
“Unmarried, Leonard would never have begged; he would have flickered out and died.”
E.M. Forster, Howards End

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