You do care a little for me, I know... but nothing to speak of, and you don't love me. I was yours once till death if you'd cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now... and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked, and attend to your own happiness.
E. M. ForsterThe hungry and the homeless don't care about liberty any more than they care about cultural heritage. To pretend that they do care is cant.
E. M. ForsterHardship is vanishing, but so is style, and the two are more closely connected than the present generation supposes.
E. M. Forster