Another head - and a black alpaca jacket and a serviette this time - to tell us coffee is ready. Not before it is time, too.
D. H. LawrenceWe are so overwhelmed with quantities of books, that we hardly realise any more that a book can be valuable, valuable like a jewel, or a lovely picture, into which you can look deeper and deeper and get a more profound experience every time.
D. H. LawrenceI never knew how soothing trees are-many trees and patches of open sunlight, and tree presences; it is almost like having another being.
D. H. LawrenceIt was as if thousands and thousands of little roots and threads of consciousness in him and her had grown together into a tangled mass, till they could crowd no more, and the plant was dying. Now quietly, subtly, she was unravelling the tangle of his consciousness and hers, breaking the threads gently, one by one, with patience and impatience to get clear.
D. H. Lawrence