It is impossible to foretell the future with any degree of accuracy, that it is impossible to rehearse life. A fault in the scenery, a face in the audience, an interruption of the audience on to the stage, and all our carefully planned gesture mean nothing, or mean too much.

It isn't possible to love and 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 by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.

The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.

Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.

If Miss Honeychurch ever takes to live as she plays, it will be very exciting--both for us and for her.

As her time in Florence drew to a close she was only at ease amongst those to whom she felt indifferent.

Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we're still no nearer to understanding one another.