Category Archives: Forster, E. M.

“Encircled by Invisible Emotion”: Damon Galgut, Arctic Summer

This kind of companionship had far more value to Morgan than their few, fumbling physical encounters. Sex could be forgotten, or made into something that it wasn’t, but feelings were much harder to erase. There had been moments, from their … Continue reading

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Facing the Sunshine: E. M. Forster, A Room with a View

We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand, and it is no good moving from place to place to save things; because the shadow always follows. Choose a place where you won’t do harm — yes, choose a place … Continue reading

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“It feels ours”: E. M. Forster, Howards End

I know of things they can’t know of, and so do you. We know that there’s poetry. We know that there’s death. They can only take them on hearsay. We know this is our house, because it feels ours. Oh, they … Continue reading

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