Ariz and Fielding:
"Why can't we be friends now?" said the other, holding him affectionately. ·'It's what I want. It's what you want."
But the horses didn't want it-they swerved apart; the earth didn't want it, sending up rocks through which riders must pass single file; the temples, the tank, the jail, the palace, the birds, the carrion, the Guest House, that came into view as they issued from the gap. and saw Mau beneath: they didn't want it, they said in their hundred voices, " No, not yet," and the sky said, "No, not there."
— E. M. Forster, A Passage to India, New York, Harcourt, Brace & Co., 1952, p. 322.
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