690 Quotes by E. M. Forster

It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.

Love is the best, and the more she let herself love him, the more chance was there that he would set his soul in order.

All this fame and money, which have so thrilled me when they came to others, leave me cold when they come to me. I am not an ascetic, but I don’t know what to do with them, and my daily life has never been so trying, and there is no one to fill it emotionally.

Riposte of “that old lady in the anecdote who was accused by her nieces of being illogical,” Logic! Good gracious! What rubbish! How can I tell what I think till I see what I say?

It is not that the Englishman can’t feel-it is that he is afraid to feel. He has been taught at his public school that feeling is bad form. He must not express great joy or sorrow, or even open his mouth too wide when he talks-his pipe might fall out if he did.

Tulips were a tray of jewels.

And as her love revived, so did her capacity for suffering. Life, more important, grew more bitter.

Something had changed. He had journeyed – as on rare occasions a man must – till he stood behind right and wrong. On the banks of the grey torrent of life, love is the only flower.

The Machine is the friend of ideas and the enemy of superstition: the Machine is omnipotent, eternal; blessed is the Machine.