"When love flies it is remembered not as love but
as something else. Blessed are the uneducated, who forget it entirely, and are
never conscious of folly or pruriency in the past, of long aimless
conversations."
"Yet he was doing a fine thing - proving on how little the soul can
exist. Fed neither by Heaven nor by Earth he was going forward, a lamp that
would have blown out, were materialism true. He hadn't a God, he hadn't a lover
- the two usual incentives to virtue. But on he struggled with his back to
ease, because dignity demanded it. There was no one to watch him, nor did he
watch himself, but struggles like his are the supreme achievements of humanity,
and surpass any legends about Heaven."
Here, one suspects, is the athentic Forster doctrine on
frienship, love, and life distilled. Doing a fine thing, because dignity
demands it. We could call it: doctrineless decency.
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