Quotes by E. Forster

• One must be fond of people and trust them if one is not to make a mess of life.
• Works of art, in my opinion, are the only objects in the material universe to possess internal order, and that is why, though I don't believe that only art matters, I do believe in Art for Art's sake.
• What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
• What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?
• We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
• We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.
• We are willing enough to praise freedom when she is safely tucked away in the past and cannot be a nuisance. In the present, amidst dangers whose outcome we cannot foresee, we get nervous about her, and admit censorship.
• We are all like Scheherazade's husband, in that we want to know what happens next.
• Very notable was his distinction between coarseness and vulgarity, coarseness, revealing something; vulgarity, concealing something.
• I'm a holy man minus the holiness.
• I am certainly an ought and not a must.
• I am so used to seeing the sort of play which deals with one man and two women. They do not leave me with the feeling I have made a full theatrical meal they do not give me the experience of the multiplicity of life.
• I am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars.
• I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little man's pleasure when they come a cropper.
• Logic! Good gracious! What rubbish!
• It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness.
• I have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I'd like to be.
• For our vanity is such that we hold our own characters immutable, and we are slow to acknowledge that they have changed, even for the better.
• Two cheers for Democracy; one because it admits variety, and two because it permits criticism.
• Ideas are fatal to caste.
• Unless we remember we cannot understand.
• Liking one person is an extra reason for liking another.
• Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice.
• Letters have to pass two tests before they can be classed as good: they must express the personality both of the writer and of the recipient.
• I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
• But nothing in India is identifiable, the mere asking of a question causes it to disappear or to merge in something else.
• If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.
• A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.
• America is rather like life. You can usually find in it what you look for. It will probably be interesting, and it is sure to be large.
• At night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity.
• At the side of the everlasting why, is a yes, and a yes, and a yes.
• Be soft, even if you stand to get squashed.
• How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
• Beethoven's Fifth Symphony is the most sublime noise that has ever penetrated into the ear of man.
• History develops, art stands still.
• Charm, in most men and nearly all women, is a decoration.
• Creative writers are always greater than the causes that they represent.
• Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
• Either life entails courage, or it ceases to be life.
• England has always been disinclined to accept human nature.
• Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch.
• I never could get on with representative individuals but people who existed on their own account and with whom it might therefore be possible to be friends.
• Beauty ought to look a little surprised: it is the emotion that best suits her face. The beauty who does not look surprised, who accepts her position as her due - she reminds us too much of a prima donna.
• Love is always being given where it is not required.
• If there is on earth a house with many mansions, it is the house of words.
• It is my fate and perhaps my temperament to sign agreements with fools.
• One marvels why the middle classes still insist on so much discomfort for their children at such expense to themselves.
• One is certain of nothing but the truth of one's own emotions.
• One always tends to overpraise a long book, because one has got through it.
• Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
• Love and understand the Italians, for the people are more marvellous than the land.
• Most quarrels are inevitable at the time; incredible afterwards.
• No man can be an agnostic who has a sense of humour.
• The fact is we can only love what we know personally. And we cannot know much. In public affairs, in the rebuilding of civilization, something less dramatic and emotional is needed, namely tolerance.
• People have their own deaths as well as their own lives, and even if there is nothing beyond death, we shall differ in our nothingness.
• Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown. Through them we pass out into adventure and sunshine, to them, alas! we return.
• Reverence is fatal to literature.
• So, two cheers for Democracy: one because it admits variety and two because it permits criticism.
• The only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little farther down our particular path than we have yet got ourselves.
• Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.
• The English countryside, its growth and its destruction, is a genuine and tragic theme.
• Oxford is Oxford: not a mere receptacle for youth, like Cambridge. Perhaps it wants its inmates to love it rather than to love one another.
• The final test for a novel will be our affection for it, as it is the test of our friends, and of anything else which we cannot define.
• The four characteristics of humanism are curiosity, a free mind, belief in good taste, and belief in the human race.
• The historian must have some conception of how men who are not historians behave. Otherwise he will move in a world of the dead. He can only gain that conception through personal experience, and he can only use his personal experiences when he is a genius.
• The more highly public life is organized the lower does its morality sink.
• The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
• The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
• 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.
• Surely the only sound foundation for a civilization is a sound state of mind.
• Those who prepared for all the emergencies of life beforehand may equip themselves at the expense of joy.
• To make us feel small in the right way is a function of art; men can only make us feel small in the wrong way.
• Only people who have been allowed to practise freedom can have the grown-up look in their eyes.
• Think before you speak is criticism's motto; speak before you think, creation's.
• There lies at the back of every creed something terrible and hard for which the worshipper may one day be required to suffer.
• There is something majestic in the bad taste of Italy.
• The sort of poetry I seek resides in objects man can't touch.
• The sadness of the incomplete, the sadness that is often Life, but should never be Art.
• The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.
• One of the evils of money is that it tempts us to look at it rather than at the things that it buys.
• Only a struggle twists sentimentality and lust together into love.
• Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.
• The work of art assumes the existence of the perfect spectator, and is indifferent to the fact that no such person exists.
• Tolerance is a very dull virtue. It is boring. Unlike love, it has always had a bad press. It is negative. It merely means putting up with people, being able to stand things.