E. M. Forster
E. M. Forster
Edward Morgan Forster OM CHwas an English novelist, short story writer, essayist and librettist. He is known best for his ironic and well-plotted novels examining class difference and hypocrisy in early 20th-century British society. Forster's humanistic impulse toward understanding and sympathy may be aptly summed up in the epigraph to his 1910 novel Howards End: "Only connect ... ". His 1908 novel, A Room with a View, is his most optimistic work, while A Passage to Indiabrought him his greatest success. He was...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth1 January 1879
So, two cheers for Democracy: one because it admits variety and two because it permits criticism.
Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown
There is much good luck in the world, but it is luck. We are none of us safe. We are children, playing or quarrelling on the line.
The sadness of the incomplete, the sadness that is often Life, but should never be Art.
But nothing in India is identifiable, the mere asking of a question causes it to disappear or to merge in something else.
I am certainly an ought and not a must.
Be soft, even if you stand to get squashed.
Beethoven's Fifth Symphony is the most sublime noise that has ever penetrated into the ear of man.
Human relations are impossible. When they are real they are uncomfortable, and when they are comfortable they are unreal. It was for the journey into solitude that the human soul was created.
He doesn't want you to be real, and to think and to live. He doesn't love you. But I love you. I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when I hold you in my arms.
Personal relations are the important thing for ever and ever, and not this outer life of telegrams and anger.
Happiness in the ordinary sense is not what one needs in life, though one is right to aim at it. The true satisfaction is to come through, and see those whom one lives come through.
The most successful career must show a waste of strength that might have removed mountains, and the most unsuccessful is not that of the man who is taken unprepared, but of him who has prepared and is never taken.
Are not beauty and delicacy the same?