The Cave and the Mountain: A Study of E. M. ForsterA personal and literary biography of Forster, the author who searched for ways to join poetry and the matter-of-fact. |
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Table des matières
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From Words to Music | 101 |
Fantasy | 122 |
The Fool as Prophet | 162 |
The Slaughter of the Innocent | 184 |
Sex and Sensibility | 216 |
Redbloods and Mollycoddles | 235 |
A Passage to Alexandria | 279 |
The Great Round | 298 |
The Near and the Far | 347 |
Notes | 391 |
Acknowledgments and Credits | 426 |
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Page 198 - I never was attached to that great sect Whose doctrine is that each one should select Out of the crowd a mistress or a friend, And all the rest, though fair and wise, commend To cold oblivion...
Page 113 - A plot is also a narrative of events, the emphasis falling on causality. "The king died and then the queen died,
Page 115 - Not that I assert poets to be prophets in the gross sense of the word, or that they can foretell the form as surely as they foreknow the spirit of events: such is the pretence of superstition, which would make poetry an attribute of prophecy, rather than prophecy an attribute of poetry.
Page 142 - Every moment some form grows perfect in hand or face; some tone on the hills or the sea is choicer than the rest; some mood of passion or insight or intellectual excitement is irresistibly real and attractive to us, -for that moment only. Not the fruit of experience, but experience itself, is the end. A counted number of pulses only is given to us of a variegated, dramatic life.
Page 235 - Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon. Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen . at its height.
Page 64 - By far the most valuable things, which we know or can imagine, are certain states of consciousness, which may be roughly described as the pleasures of human intercourse and the enjoyment of beautiful objects. No one, probably, who has asked himself the question, has ever doubted that personal affection and the appreciation of what is beautiful in Art or Nature, are good in themselves...
Page 229 - The armies are full of pleasant and pious folk. But they have yielded to the only enemy that matters — the enemy within. They have sinned against passion and truth, and vain will be their strife after virtue.
Page 6 - ... reveals itself in the balance or reconciliation of opposite or discordant qualities: of sameness, with difference; of the general with the concrete; the idea with the image; the individual with the representative; the sense of novelty and freshness with old and familiar objects...
Page 179 - The fate he had been marked for he had met with a vengeance— he had emptied the cup to the lees; he had been the man of his time, the man, to whom nothing on earth was to have happened.
Page 329 - A friendliness, as of dwarfs shaking hands, was in the air. Both man and woman were at the height of their powers — sensible, honest, even subtle. They spoke the same language, and held the same opinions, and the variety of age and sex did not divide them. Yet they were dissatisfied. When they agreed 'I want to go on living a bit...