A Room With A View - Forster E.M..pdf - Cove Systems

George had gone away into--what was it?--the
darkness.
She put out the lamp.
It did not do to think, nor, for the matter of
that to feel. She gave up trying to understand
herself, and the vast armies of the benighted,
who follow neither the heart nor the brain, and
march to their destiny by catch-words. 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. As the years pass, they
are censured. Their pleasantry and their piety
show cracks, their wit becomes cynicism, their
unselfishness hypocrisy; they feel and
produce discomfort wherever they go. They
have sinned against Eros and against Pallas
Athene, and not by any heavenly intervention,
but by the ordinary course of nature, those
allied deities will be avenged.