In the dust where we have buried the silent races and their abominations we have buried so much of the delicate magic of life.
D. H. LawrenceI can't bear art that you can walk round and admire. A book should be either a bandit or a rebel or a man in the crowd.
D. H. LawrenceI like Australia less and less. The hateful newness, the democratic conceit, every man a little pope of perfection.
D. H. LawrenceThe soul is a very perfect judge of her own motions, if your mind doesn't dictate to her.
D. H. Lawrence