Name: Maurice
Rating: 4.165983606557377 (122 reviews)
ISBN: 9780393310320

E. M. Forster

A Novel

Maurice

Rebecca Moraglia

They cared for no one, they were outside humanity, and death, had it come, would only have continued their pursuit of a retreating horizon.

'I should have gone through life half awake if you'd had the decency to leave me alone. Awake intellectually, yes, and emotionally in a way; but here -' He pointed with his pipe stem to his heart; and both smiled. 'Perhaps we woke up one another. I like to think that anyway.'

'[…] and since you've brought it up I think you’re beautiful, the only beautiful person I've ever seen. I love your voice and everything to do with you, down to your clothes or the room you are sitting in. I adore you.'

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.

There was something better in life than this rubbish, if only he could get to it - love - nobility - big spaces where passion clasped peace, spaces no science could reach, but they existed for ever, full of woods some of them, and arched with majestic sky and a friend…

'[…] I was yours once till death if you'd cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now - I can't hang about whining for ever - and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked, and attend to your own happiness?'

Then darkness rolled up again, the darkness that is primeval but not eternal, and yields to its own painful dawn.

. . . while deceiving others he had been deceived, and mistaken them for the empty creatures he wanted them to think he was. No, they too had insides. "But, O Lord, not such an inside as mine." As soon as he thought about other people as real, Maurice became modest and conscious of sin: in all creation there could be no one as vile as himself: no wonder he pretended to be a piece of cardboard; if known as he was, he would be hounded out of the world. 

Am immense sadness—he had believed himself beyond such irritants—had risen up in his soul. He and the beloved would vanish utterly—would continue neither in Heaven nor on Earth. They had won past the conventions, but Nature still faced them, saying with even voice, "Very well, you are thus; I blame none of my children.“ 

. . . beyond the barrier Maurice wandered, the wrong words on his lips and the wrong desires in his heart, and his arms full of air.

Edward Morgan Forster

'Maurice', de E.M. Forster, foi escrito entre 1912 e 1913, mas só foi publicado em 1971, após a morte do autor e conforme o seu desejo. O romance narra a história de Maurice e suas paixões por outros rapazes, o que é, ainda hoje, uma temática controversa. As razões para Maurice ter permanecido inédito são explicadas, em parte, pelo próprio autor nas notas escritas em 1960 e que se encontram ao final da presente edição. É a primeira vez que Maurice é publicado no Brasil. Tendo em conta o tema da homossexualidade na literatura moderna do princípio do século, surpreende a perspectiva de Forster, o caráter radical do seu enfoque. Em sua narrativa não encontrarmos as saídas mais corriqueiras em torno do tema. A experiência vivida por seus personagens não se consuma em algum tipo de sublimação, ou na condenação de suas condutas, mediante alguma conclusão trágica. Pelo contrário, 'Maurice' é um romance que aponta para um final feliz. E de uma felicidade perene, pois fica implícito que Maurice e seu companheiro talvez vivam daí para a frente juntos e monogamicamente. Ao mesmo tempo, Forster enfrenta outros valores poderosos da sociedade, como o religioso, e sua opção é clara, atirando os jovens do romance definitivamente no ateísmo sem culpas. Outra audácia sua talvez seja o modo como toca numa das aporias centrais na história da afetividade até hoje; a diferença de classes entre os envolvidos como fator de impossibilidade de realização do amor. Temática corriqueira na literatura amorosa e chave fundamental para a interpretação de seus outros romances, ela é projetada em Maurice no âmbito de relações entre pessoas do mesmo sexo. A paixão de Maurice por Scudder, um ''simples'' guarda-caças de seu amigo Clive, consolida uma aliança que transcende suas diferenças sociais. No terreno mais específico das representações, o amor homossexual entre os antigos, particularmente os gregos, comparece em Maurice, tal como em outros romances e novelas do período. Mas todas as referências à Grécia culminam no contrário. Se na acrópole de Atenas não é possível uma grande revelação que torne o amor entre dois homens ''natural'', esvazia-se a chancela simbólica e filosófica para os desejos de um homem pelo outro, e Forster torna essa paixão definitivamente concreta. Em mais um aspecto o romance é crucial no terreno dessas representações literárias. Maurice não possui nenhum traço diferenciador que o estigmatize ou sobreleve. Ele é apenas um jovem comum, engolindo aos poucos o duro conhecimento que adquire ao se chocar com a estrutura quase monolítica dos interditos sociais. Não é o artista incompreendido, o marginal, o demoníaco, o intelectual anti-burguês, ou Oscar Wilde e sua persona. É apenas um rapaz que sente amor por outros homens, sem nenhuma intelectualização ou simbolização estética. Eis aí uma perspectiva inesperada e, possivelmente, mais generosa com a sexualidade humana.

giulia

"It was as if the barrier that kept him from his fellows had taken another aspect. He was not afraid or ashamed anymore. After all, the forests and the night were on his side, not theirs; they, not he, were inside a ring fence."

There's so much to think about this book, yet—so much to unpack, so much to say about it. Like Maurice, I'm slow at seeing—insensitive in a way that I need an extension of time to feel. There are no other words I have for the book other than it's great—exquisite. This piece of literature means a lot to me; I identified with it more than any of the books I had so far read. It simply understood my soul precisely as it is. I may have to reread more thoroughly and come back here when I have the words to elaborate, but the overall impression I will leave here is that: Maurice is—for lack of a better term—frightfully an underrated novel and in my opinion, the paragon of gay literature.

This novel, like many from its time, is somewhat exhausting to read and I found myself putting my read of it on hold because of the sheer volume of obtuse academic Edwardian language. It is a story I would not necessarily sit through had it been written now, but given the context of its time (1913-1914 time), I forced myself onward. It is an excellent observation of character and circumstance, and I find myself glad to have read both Colm Tóibín’s THE MAGICIAN and Tom Crewe’s THE NEW LIFE before, which seem to be contemporaries of MAURICE. Having received two degrees in Creative Writing, I am somewhat surprised that I have not read it before, as it sits in my mind beside Faulkner and Virginia Woolf in terms of its “classicality,” though I suppose it’s content is far enough outside of the Literary Canon that it makes sense. Regardless, if you can suffer through the drudging language of the 1910s, it is good to read at least once.

Maurice (Penguin Classics)

Jamieson

“I think you’re beautiful, the only beautiful person I’ve ever seen. I love your voice and everything to do with you, down to your clothes or the room you are sitting in. I adore you.”



this book sent me all the way through it and I was genuinely moved by the tenderness.. the yearning... the way e.m forster wrote a happy ending for two men because he thought it was time gay men got to be happy in fiction... the explorations of class and freedom and longing... Maurice's journey to self-discovery and coming of age ... the way that clive his first love is depicted and the closure he gets from him .. the fact the end of this book is literally "I fucked your gamekeeper in your bedroom and then in a hotel and now I realise I don't care for you at all gotta bounce!".. also e.m forster has such beautiful and emotional writing


  “A happy ending was imperative. I shouldn't have bothered to write otherwise. I was determined that in fiction anyway two men should fall in love and remain in it for the ever and ever that fiction allows, and in this sense, Maurice and Alec still roam the greenwood.”



I adore this book and e.m forster

finn

great prose! and this book really had some great moments, but i had a hard time getting very invested since i wasn't a huge fan of Maurice as a character. his sexism and classism didn't really make him the most enjoyable protagonist. it had some potential for more expanded class commentary, considering Maurice's relationship with Alec, but it was pretty non-existent. while Maurice's classism can be seen as a commentary in itself, it would have been nice to actually see some more change in him. his love for one person of lower class than himself ultimately isn't a change, in my opinion, and doesn't provide much for the class commentary it had potential for.

despite my own problems with it, it is a very important novel, and i wouldn't discourage anyone from reading it. Maurice's struggles with himself and his sexuality are relatable still, which makes this book feel like an almost contemporary read despite its age.

Emma

not bad, just not what I was expecting it to be.

Georgia Carr

I can't recommend this book enough. It's a beautifully written exploration of sexuality in a time when being gay is not accepted. If nothing else, read it for the descriptions, which are sometimes breathtakingly gorgeous. A firm favourite now, for sure.

Melissa Eder

Update: haha Im not okay 🥶 this was good! Maurice is still an annoying brat but he seemed more mature at the end of the novel, also, this is the OG of dark academia and no one can convince me otherwise



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Dnfed at around 82% 

I LOVED the beginning, loved it so so much i was certain it was a 5 star read for me, but then after a certain point it just went downhill and Maurice got even more annoying? I understand the reason behind this, but it didn’t work for me personally.

Blom

Didn't expect to like this book as much as I did. Maurice is definitely not a character I'd like in other circumstances, but considering everything he went through and how difficult it was for him to find his place in the world and accept who he was, I ended up feeling very emotional about his journey.

Stavros Kosmas

Meh. I found the backstory of the book more interesting than the plot itself. But I do think the end was hilarious and I rooted for Maurice, felt like a huge middle finger towards Clive.

Sam Sontag

Luciana 💗

Maurice Hall is a young man who grows up confident in his privileged status and well aware of his role in society. Modest and generally conformist, he nevertheless finds himself increasingly attracted to his own sex. Through Clive, whom he encounters at Cambridge, and through Alec, the gamekeeper on Clive's country estate, Maurice gradually experiences a profound emotional and sexual awakening. A tale of passion, bravery and defiance, this intensely personal novel was completed in 1914 but remained unpublished until after Forster's death in 1970. Compellingly honest and beautifully written, it offers a powerful condemnation of the repressive attitudes of British society, and is at once a moving love story and an intimate tale of one man's erotic and political self-discovery.

Maurice A Novel

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