The Brangwens had lived for generations on the Marsh Farm, in the meadows where the Erewash twisted sluggishly through alder trees, separating Derbyshire from Nottinghamshire.

What is pornography to one man is the laughter of genius to another.

If it doesn't absorb you, if it isn't any fun, don't do it.

I've never seen a wild thing feel sorry for itself.

If you cut a thing up, of course it will smell. Hence, nothing raises such an infernal stink at last, as human psychology.

One realm we have never conquered: the pure present.

My belief is in the blood and flesh as being wiser than the intellect. The body-unconsciou s is where life bubbles up in us. It is how we know that we are alive, alive to the depths of our souls and in touch somewhere with the vivid reaches of the cosmos.