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Overall, i think Forster might be too good in developing his themes and that made this book a little boring. All the characters seem to oppress themselves, seem afraid to be individuals or express themselves in any way that might disrupt their little insular communities. Even Cecil, who is very critical of Lucy's family, doesn't really think for himself. All of his ideas are based on notions of art or beauty and how things ought to be, and he is unable to accept any life as it is, making him a narrow and rigid person. What they all seem to search for is an equilibrium, a perpetually calm sea to swim in, so they are all afraid of any intellectual growth, any personal revelations, because that might change things, might stir things up. This self-restraint among all the characters, for me at least, made them bland until the end when Lucy's inner turmoil finally bubbles to the surface.
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