Romance only dies with life. No pair of pincers will ever pull it out of us. But there is a spurious sentiment which cannot resist the unexpected and the incongruous and the grotesque. A touch will loosen it, and the sooner it goes from us the better.
E. M. Forster (2013). “Delphi Collected Works of E. M. Forster (Illustrated)”, p.30, Delphi Classics
