America exhausts the springs of one's soul - I suppose that's what it exists for. It lives to see all real spontaneity expire. But anyhow it doesn't grind on an old nerve as Europe seems to.
D. H. LawrenceThere is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
D. H. LawrenceObscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
D. H. Lawrence