D. H. Lawrence

I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.

People always make war when they say they love peace.

Men are freest when they are most unconscious of freedom. The shout is a rattling of chains, always was.

After all, we are not French and never can be, and any attempt to be so is to deny our inheritance and to try to impose upon ourselves a character that can be nothing but a veneer upon the surface.

Twice a week I would receive injections or IV's of Factor VIII which clotted the blood and then broke it down.

Deep down, there is in the substance of the cosmos a primordial disposition, sui generis, for self-arrangement and self-involution.