Gods die with men who have conceived them. But the god-stuff roars eternally, like the sea, with too vast a sound to be heard.
D. H. LawrenceThere are vast realms of consciousness still undreamed of -vast ranges of experience, like humming of unseen harps, we know nothing of, within us.
D. H. LawrenceDo not allow to slip away from you freedoms the people who came before you won with such hard knocks.
D. H. Lawrence