IN April 1882 my father died; and I was at once whirled out of my land of dreams into a very different sphere.
Edward CarpenterI was in the Square at the time. The crowd was a most good-humoured, easy going, smiling crowd; but presently it was transformed. A regiment of mounted police came cantering up.
Edward CarpenterI might have simply settled down into an armchair literary life. I really don't know exactly why I didn't.
Edward CarpenterWe lived within two hundred yards of the sea, and its voice was in our ears night and day.
Edward Carpenter