An efficiency-regime cannot be run without a few heroes stuck about it to carry off the dullness - much as plums have to be put into a bad pudding to make it palatable.

— E. M. Forster

A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.

— E. M. Forster

Charm, in most men and nearly all women, is a decoration.

— E. M. Forster

Chicago - a facade of skyscrapers facing a lake and behind the facade every type of dubiousness.

— E. M. Forster

Either life entails courage, or it ceases to be life.

— E. M. Forster

Failure and success seem to have been allotted to men by their stars. But they retain the power of wriggling of fighting with their star or against it and in the whole universe the only fascinating movement is this wriggle.

— E. M. Forster

Faith to my mind is a stiffening process a sort of mental starch.

— E. M. Forster

Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch.

— E. M. Forster

History develops, art stands still.

— E. M. Forster

How can I know what I think till I see what I say?

— E. M. Forster