http://musicandmeaning.com/forster/why-tribute.html
It was interesting though! This post in particular:
E. M. Forster's A Room with a View saved me from a life of lonely bitterness. I had fears that seriously attaching myself to someone would somehow make me less.
One evening in college for no rational reason, I was kissed -- and returned the kiss -- of a young man I didn't know very well, on a hillside overlooking the town below, as Lucy had done in A Room with A View. The kiss was interrupted and I intentionally avoided him because I really didn't know what to do. As the elder Mr. Emerson would have stated, "I got into a muddle."
As some very awkward time passed, I convinced myself that I was not in love with this young man and that I should separate myself from him and my family, and travel come the end of the school year (I had even bought the ticket as Lucy had). I was planning a long car trip and wanted a story to listen to; I randomly bought A Room with a View on audio tape.
As I drove home from college, I was frightened by how much I found myself in the story. Listening to the elder Mr. Emerson scolding Lucy for deceiving herself was the most intimate connection I had ever had with a book -- he was scolding me. The result is that the young man who kissed me is now planning wedding vows with me and we intend to include Mr. Emerson's speech to Lucy in the wedding.
I have read the book over and over, as well as many of Forster's other works. I have come to appreciate his writing beyond my own personal revelation. But I will always be in debt to E. M. Forster.
Jessica
Shelton, Washington, USA
March 2004
Do any of you have similar reactions to Passage? Anyone feeling particularly like Adela, suffused in the darkness of the Marabar Caves? :D
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