The sky settles everything.
She lowered her eyes a moment to the black abyss of the past.
The clumsy system of public gatherings had been long since abandoned; neither Vashti nor her audience stirred from their rooms. Seated in her armchair she spoke, while they in their armchairs heard her, fairly well, and saw her, fairly well.
I used to be so dreamy about a man’s love as a girl, and think that, for good or evil, love must be the great thing. But it hasn’t been; it has been itself a dream.
To them Howards End was a house; they could not know that to her it had been a spirit, for which she sought a spiritual heir.
Yes, awfully serious,′ remarked Maurice, and rested his hand on Alec’s shoulder, so that the fingers touched the back of the neck, doing this merely because he wished to do it, not for another reason.
The peace of the country was entering into her. It has no commerce with memory, and little with hope. Least of all is it concerned with the hopes of the next five minutes. It is the peace of the present, which passes understanding. Its murmur came “now,” and “now” once more as they trod the gravel, and “now,” as the moonlight fell upon their father’s sword. They passed upstairs, kissed, and, and amidst the endless iterations fell asleep.
Love had caught him out of triviality and Maurice out of bewilderment in order that two imperfect souls might touch perfection.
This famous building had arisen, that was doomed. To-day Whitehall had been transformed; it would be the turn of Regent Street to-morrow. And month by month the roads smelt more strongly of petrol, and were more difficult to cross, and human beings heard each other speak with greater difficulty, breathed less of the air, and saw less of the sky. Nature withdrew; the leaves were falling by midsummer; the sun shone through dirt with an admired obscurity.
Then darkness rolled up again, the dark essay that is primeval but not eternal, and yields to its own painful dawn.
You and I and the Wilcoxes stand upon money as upon islands. It is so firm beneath our feet that we forget its very existence. It’s only when we see some one near us tottering that we realise all that an independent income means. Last night, when we were talking up here round the fire, I began to think that the very soul of the world is economic, and that the lowest abyss is not the absence of love, but the absence of coin.
Much love. Modified love to Tibby. Love to Aunt Juley; how good of her to come and keep you company, but what a bore.
We created the Machine, to do our will, but we cannot make it do our will now. It was robbed us of the sense of space and of the sense of touch, it has blurred every human relation... it has paralysed our bodies and our wills, and now it compels us to worship it... The Machine proceeds – but not to our goal... if it could work without us, it would let us die.
Did he at all know where he wanted to live? Tibby didn’t know that he did know. Did he at all know what he wanted to do? He was equally uncertain, but when pressed remarked that he should prefer to be quite free of any profession.
To speak against London is no longer fashionable. The earth as an artistic cult has had its day, and the literature of the near future will probably ignore the country and seek inspiration from the town.
Mr. Fielding, no one can ever realize how much kindness we Indians need, we do not even realize it ourselves. But we know when it has been given. We do not forget, though we may seem to. Kindness, more kindness, and even after that more kindness. I assure you it is the only hope.
The atheist is nearer the Kingdom of Heaven than the hellenist.
Those funny old days, when men went for change of air instead of changing the air in their rooms! And.
I want to see you not through the machine,′ said Kuno. ‘I want to speak to you not through the wearisome machine.
The idealism and the brutality that ran through boyhood had joined at last, and twined into love. No one might want such love, but he could not feel ashamed of it, because it was “he”, neither body or soul, nor body or soul, but “he” working through both.