E. M. Forster

History develops, art stands still.

The four characteristics of humanism are curiosity, a free mind, belief in good taste, and belief in the human race.

A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.

Neither do thou lust after that tawny weed tobacco.

I have a naturally camp sensibility and a camp sense of humour. I love the icons that gay people love.

India is desperately romantic, utterly unashamed of its sentimentality, its generosity, its fierce pride and massive heart.