E.M. Forster, Maurice Quotes

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

It comes to this then: there always have been people like me and always will be, and generally they have been persecuted.

After all, is not a real Hell better than a manufactured Heaven?

He had awoken too late for happiness, but not for strength, and could feel an austere joy, as of a warrior who is homeless but stands fully armed.

If you introduce the human figure you at once arouse either disgust or desire.

He lived on, miserable and misunderstood, as before, and increasingly lonely. One cannot write those words too often: Maurice’s loneliness: it increased.

The past is devoid of meaning like the present, and a refuge for cowards.

Love had failed. Love was an emotion through which you occasionally enjoyed yourself. it could not do things.

I swear from the bottom of my heart I want to be healed. I want to be like other men, not this outcast whom nobody wants.

Too late... everything's always too late.

Did you ever dream you had a friend, Alec? Someone to last your whole life and you his. I suppose such a thing can’t really happen outside sleep.

She was as bored as her brother would have been, and had not his gift of listening beneath words.