Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years. And for this reason, some old things are lovely warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them.
D. H. LawrenceOne doesn't know, till one is a bit at odds with the world, how much one's friends who believe in one rather generously, mean to one.
D. H. LawrenceWhales in mid-ocean, suspended in the waves of the sea great heaven of whales in the waters, old hierarchies. And enormous mother whales lie dreaming suckling their whale-tender young and dreaming with strange whale eyes wide open in the waters of the beginning and the end.
D. H. Lawrence