“We reach in desperation beyond the fog, beyond the very stars, the voids of the universe are ransacked to justify the monster, and stamped with a human face. London is religions opportunity--not the decorous religion of theologians, but an anthropomorphic, crude. Yes, the continuous flow would be tolerable if a man of our own sort--not anyone pompous or tearful--were caring for us up in the sky.”
E.M. Forster's classic novel weaves together the lives of three families, the Wilcoxes, the Schlegels, and the Basts, as they navigate the complexities of their relationships and the shifting social landscape of the time. more
“You stole my breath with the silent plea in your eyes. How could I not love you?”
“My love for you is in creating a home where you can take off your guard.”
“As a tree grows from a seed, fumbling in the soil, it becomes like rising from the dead.”
“As a tree grows from a seed, fumbling in the soil, it becomes a symbol of rising from the dead.”