There is a brief time for sex, and a long time when sex is out of place. But when it is out of place as an activity there still should be the large and quiet space in the consciousness where it lives quiescent. Old people can have a lovely quiescent sort of sex, like apples, leaving the young quite free for their sort.
D. H. LawrenceOne could laugh at the world better if it didn't mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
D. H. LawrenceYou love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And I should die there smothered.
D. H. LawrenceFor my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
D. H. Lawrence