I hate the idea of causes, and if I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my co… - E. M. Forster

George had turned at the sound of her arrival. For a moment he contemplated her, as one who had fallen out of heaven. He saw radiant joy on her face, he saw the flowers beat against her dress in blue waves. The bushes above them closed. He stepped quickly forward and kissed her.

I'm a holy man minus the holiness. Hand that on to your three spies, and tell them to put it in their pipes.

"This desire to govern a woman — it lies very deep, and men and women must fight it together.... But I do love you surely in a better way than he does." He thought. "Yes — really in a better way. I want you to have your own thoughts even when I hold you in my arms."