Top 398 Quotes & Sayings by E. M. Forster

Explore popular quotes and sayings by an English writer E. M. Forster.
Last updated on December 26, 2024.
E. M. Forster

Edward Morgan Forster was an English fiction writer, essayist, and librettist. Many of his novels examine class difference and hypocrisy, including A Room with a View (1908), Howards End (1910), and A Passage to India (1924). The last brought him his greatest success. He was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature in 20 separate years.

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.
One must be fond of people and trust them if one is not to make a mess of life.
I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual. — © E. M. Forster
I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.
How can I know what I think till I see what I say?
Nonsense and beauty have close connections.
We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.
England has always been disinclined to accept human nature.
What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?
But nothing in India is identifiable, the mere asking of a question causes it to disappear or to merge in something else.
It is my fate and perhaps my temperament to sign agreements with fools.
Love and understand the Italians, for the people are more marvellous than the land.
Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.
Charm, in most men and nearly all women, is a decoration. — © E. M. Forster
Charm, in most men and nearly all women, is a decoration.
There is something majestic in the bad taste of Italy.
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.
Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice.
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.
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.
No one is India.
The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
Ideas are fatal to caste.
The sadness of the incomplete, the sadness that is often Life, but should never be Art.
What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
The four characteristics of humanism are curiosity, a free mind, belief in good taste, and belief in the human race.
The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
I am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars.
At the side of the everlasting why, is a yes, and a yes, and a yes.
Either life entails courage, or it ceases to be life.
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.
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.
Think before you speak is criticism's motto; speak before you think, creation's.
A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.
Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch.
Be soft, even if you stand to get squashed.
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.
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.
One of the evils of money is that it tempts us to look at it rather than at the things that it buys.
So, two cheers for Democracy: one because it admits variety and two because it permits criticism. — © E. M. Forster
So, two cheers for Democracy: one because it admits variety and two because it permits criticism.
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.
Beethoven's Fifth Symphony is the most sublime noise that has ever penetrated into the ear of man.
I'm a holy man minus the holiness.
We are not concerned with the very poor. They are unthinkable, and only to be approached by the statistician or the poet.
It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness.
Love is always being given where it is not required.
History develops, art stands still.
If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.
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.
One is certain of nothing but the truth of one's own emotions. — © E. M. Forster
One is certain of nothing but the truth of one's own emotions.
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.
Surely the only sound foundation for a civilization is a sound state of mind.
Two cheers for Democracy; one because it admits variety, and two because it permits criticism.
The more highly public life is organized the lower does its morality sink.
The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.
Unless we remember we cannot understand.
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.
We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
Death destroys a man, but the idea of death saves him.
Logic! Good gracious! What rubbish!
Only a struggle twists sentimentality and lust together into love.
I am certainly an ought and not a must.
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