The world hid its head in the sands of convention, so that by seeing nothing it might avoid Truth.

Life's not all beer and skittles

I have put my pen at the service of some of the most persecuted and misunderstood people in the world. So far as I know nothing of the kind has ever been attempted before in fiction.

You're neither unnatural, nor abominable, nor mad; you're as much a part of what people call nature as anyone else; only you're unexplained as yet -- you've not got your niche in creation. ~ The Well of Loneliness, 1928

Do try to remember this: even the world's not so black as it is painted" -Valerie to Stephen (pg. 408)

[On homosexuality:] Our love may be faithful even unto death and beyond - yet the world will call it unclean.

The world hid its head in the sands of convention, so that by seeing nothing it might avoid Truth.