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E. M. Forster

A Room with a View

  • Mariahas quoted6 years ago
    Any one can find places, but the finding of people is a gift from God.
  • dragonpinkie8268has quoted8 years ago
    don't mean by that that he has bad manners--and he will not keep his opinions to himself
  • dragonpinkie8268has quoted8 years ago
    I was hoping that he was nice; I do so always hope that people will be nice."
  • 💤has quoted9 months ago
    “I may have said that in the past. I shall never say it again. You have taught me bet­ter.”
  • Alexandra Skitiovahas quotedlast year
    So it happened that from pat­ron­iz­ing ci­vil­ity he had slowly passed if not to pas­sion, at least to a pro­found un­eas­i­ness. Already at Rome he had hin­ted to her that they might be suit­able for each other.
  • Alexandra Skitiovahas quotedlast year
    Miss Bart­lett had not heard of Alessio Bal­dov­inetti, but she knew that Mr. Eager was no com­mon­place chap­lain. He was a mem­ber of the res­id­en­tial colony who had made Florence their home. He knew the people who never walked about with Baedekers, who had learnt to take a si­esta after lunch, who took drives the pen­sion tour­ists had never heard of, and saw by private in­flu­ence gal­ler­ies which were closed to them. Liv­ing in del­ic­ate se­clu­sion, some in fur­nished flats, oth­ers in Renais­sance vil­las on Fiesole’s slope, they read, wrote, stud­ied, and ex­changed ideas, thus at­tain­ing to that in­tim­ate know­ledge, or rather per­cep­tion, of Florence which is denied to all who carry in their pock­ets the coupons of Cook.
  • Alexandra Skitiovahas quotedlast year
    I wish Miss Lav­ish would tell me her­self. We star­ted such friends. But I don’t think she ought to have run away with Baedeker that morn­ing in Santa Croce. Char­lotte was most an­noyed at find­ing me prac­tic­ally alone, and so I couldn’t help be­ing a little an­noyed with Miss Lav­ish.”
  • Alexandra Skitiovahas quotedlast year
    “Miss Lav­ish is so ori­ginal,” mur­mured Lucy. This was a stock re­mark,
  • Alexandra Skitiovahas quotedlast year
    and she stopped, and she cried:

    “A smell! a true Florentine smell! Every city, let me teach you, has its own smell.”
  • Alexandra Skitiovahas quotedlast year
    Over such tri­vi­al­it­ies as these many a valu­able hour may slip away, and the trav­el­ler who has gone to Italy to study the tact­ile val­ues of Gi­otto, or the cor­rup­tion of the Pa­pacy, may re­turn re­mem­ber­ing noth­ing but the blue sky and the men and wo­men who live un­der it.
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