A Room with a View

It is so difficult – at least, I find it difficult – to understand people who speak the truth.

There's enough sorrow in the world, isn't there, without trying to invent it.

Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice.

Then make my boy think like us. Make him realize that by the side of the everlasting Why there is a Yes—a transitory Yes if you like, but a Yes.

It isn't possible to love and to part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know from experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.

The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world; it will accept those whom breeding and intellect and culture have alike rejected. The common place person begins to play, and shoots into the empyrean without effort, whilst we look up, marvelling how he has escaped us, and thinking how we could worship him and love him, would he but transalate his visions into human words, and his experiences into human actions.

Don't trust me, Miss Honeychurch. Though life is very glorious, it is difficult.