You told me once that we shall be judged by our intentions, not by our accomplishments. I thought it a grand remark. But we must intend to accomplish—not sit intending on a chair.

E. M. Forster

E. M. Forster

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: British

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How do I know what I think until I see what I say?

Some reviews give pain. This is regrettable, but no author has the right to whine. He was not obliged to be an author. He invited publicity, and he must take the publicity that comes along.

It so happened that Lucy, who found daily life rather chaotic, entered a more solid world when she opened the piano. She was then no longer either deferential or patronizing; no longer either a rebel or a slave.

They go forth into it with well deveoped bodies,fairly developed minds and undeveloped hearts... An undeveloped heart, not a cold one. The difference is important...

Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.

But nothing in India is identifiable, the mere asking of a question causes it to disappear or to merge in something else.

One doesn't come to Italy for niceness, one comes for life!

It is not rubbish! It is the part of people that you do not understand.

It will be generally admitted that Beethoven's Fifth Symphony is the most sublime noise that has ever penetrated into the ear of man.

Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we're still no nearer to understanding one another.

For life is practically a battle. To all intents and purposes a battle. Except for a few lucky fellows who can read books, and so avoid the realities.

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.

He educated Maurice, or rather his spirit educated Maurice's spirit, for they themselves became equal. Neither thought "Am I led; am I leading?" Love had caught him out of triviality and Maurice out of bewilderment in order that two imperfect souls might touch perfection.

He had said it bravely, and that is why one can trust Beethoven when he says other things.