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"'I'd rather go through the wood,' said Cecil, with that subdued irritation that she had noticed in him all afternoon. 'Why is it, Lucy, that you always say the road? Do you know that you have never once been with me in the fields or the wood since we were engaged?' 'Haven't I? The wood then,' said Lucy, startled at his queerness, but pretty sure that he would explain later; it was not his habit to leave her in doubt as to his meaning. 'I had got an idea - I dare say wrongly - that you feel more at home with me in a room.' 'A room?' she echoed, hopelessly bewildered. 'Yes. Or, at the most, in a garden, or on the road. Never in the real country like this.' ... She reflected a moment, and then said, laughing: 'Do you know that you're right? I do. I must be a poetess after all. When I think of you it's always as in a room. How funny!'" - Cecil Vyse and Lucy Honeychurch (A Room With A View, p. 188)
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[Regarding her thoughts on meeting up with George Emerson] "How often had Lucy rehearsed this bow, this interview! But she had always rehearsed them indoors, and with certain accessories, which surely we have a right to assume. Who could foretell that she and George would meet in the rout of a civilization, amidst an army of coats and collars and boots that lay wounded over the sunlit earth? She had imagined a young Mr. Emerson, who might be shy or morbid or indifferent or furtively impudent. She was prepared for all of these. But she had never imagined one who would be happy and greet her with the shout of the morning star. Indoors herself, partaking of tea with old Mrs. Butterworth she reflected that it is impossible to foretell the future with any degree of accuracy, that it is impossible to rehearse life. A fault in the scenery, a face in the audience, an irruption of the audience on to the stage, and all our carefully planned gestures mean nothing, or mean too much. "

(A Room With A View, p. 208)
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[Regarding Charlotte Bartlett and her troublesome boiler] "I can't remember all of Charlotte's worries," said Lucy bitterly. "I shall have enough of my own, now that you are not pleased with Cecil." Mrs. Honeychurch might have flamed out. She did not. She said: 'Come here, old lady - thank you for putting away my bonnet -- kiss me.' And, though nothing is perfect, Lucy felt for the moment that her mother and Windy Corner and the Weald in the declining sun were perfect. So the grittiness went out of life. It generally did at Windy Corner. At the last minutes, when the social machine was clogged hopelessly, one member or other of the family pour in a drop of oil." (A Room With A View, p. 211)

Lucy Honeychurch (played by Helena Bonham Carter in the 1985 version of A Room With A View)