You do admit that, if wealth was divided up equally, in a few years there would be rich and poor again just the same. The hard-working man would come… - E. M. Forster

I believe we shall come to care about people less and less, Helen. The more people one knows, the easier it becomes to replace them. It's one of the curses of London. I quite expect to end my life caring most for a place.

She had not died there. A funeral is not death, any more than baptism is birth or marriage union. All three are the clumsy devices, coming now too late, now too early, by which society would measure the quick motions of man.

"In his ordinary voice, so that she scarcely realized he was quoting poetry, he said:

"'From far, from eve and morning,

And yon twelve-winded sky,

The stuff of life to knit me

Blew hither: here am I'

George and I both know this, but why does it distress him? We know that we come from the winds, and that we shall return to them; that all life is perhaps a knot, a tangle, a blemish in the eternal smoothness. But why should this make us unhappy? Let us rather love one another, and work and rejoice. I don't believe in this world sorrow.