1 ‘One has to be a blind mole’: Osip Mandelstam, Conversation about Dante, trans. Clarence Brown and Robert Hughes (Notting Hill Editions, 2011), p. 114
2 ‘that piece of supreme art’: Letters, 2 March 1915
3 ‘the supreme old novels’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘Why the Novel Matters’, in The Bad Side of Books, p. 256
4 ‘I love Dante’: Richard Ellmann, James Joyce (Oxford University Press, 1959), p. 226
5 ‘an epic poem’: Ezra Pound, Money Pamphlets by £ (Peter Russell, 1950), p. 5
6 ‘most bloodthirsty and exciting’: Harold Acton, Nancy Mitford: A Memoir (Gibson Square Books/Hamish Hamilton, 1975), p. 45
7 ‘Dante and Shakespeare’: T. S. Eliot, ‘Dante’, in The Complete Prose of T. S. Eliot: The Critical Edition: Literature, Politics, Belief, 1927–1929, ed. Frances Dickey, Jennifer Formichelli and Ronald Schuchard (Johns Hopkins University Press, 2009), p. 700
8 ‘establish a relationship’: T. S. Eliot, ‘What Dante Means to Me’, in T. S. Eliot, To Criticize the Critic and Other Writings (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 1965), p. 128
9 ‘flow[ing] through the rigid grey streets’: Letters, 14 May 1915
10 ‘the poet of liberty’: Thomas Medwin, Conversations of Lord Byron (Princeton University Press, 1966), p. 160
11 ‘discordant’: Leigh Hunt, ‘Mr Carlyle’s Lectures’, The Examiner, 20 May 1838, p. 310
12 ‘the massive quality of Milton’: C. S. Lewis, ‘Shelley, Dryden and Mr Eliot’, Selected Literary Essays (Cambridge University Press, 1969), p. 204
13 ‘who could even’: Eliot, ‘Dante’, p. 723
14 ‘one genuine impulse of the affections’: Leigh Hunt, preface to The Story of Rimini: A Poem (John Murray, 1816), p. viii
15 ‘case fell a good deal short of ours’: Lord Byron, Selected Letters and Journals, ed. Leslie Marchand (Belknap Press, 1982), p. 198
16 ‘the most delightful enjoyments’: The Letters of John Keats, vol. 2, p. 91
17 ‘We’ll all be happy together’: Letters, 7 January 1916
18 ‘Today I can’t see a yard’: The Letters of Katherine Mansfield, ed. Vincent O’Sullivan and Margaret Scott (2 vols, Clarendon Press, 1984–7), vol. 1, p. 261
19 ‘Pecksniffian … one vile man’: Sydney Janet Kaplan, Circulating Genius: John Middleton Murry, Katherine Mansfield and D. H. Lawrence (Edinburgh University Press, 2010), p. 1
20 ‘a bundle of antennae’: London Magazine, vol. 3 (1956), p. 32
21 ‘the kind of wriggling self-abuse’: Circulating Genius, p. 13
22 ‘not warm, ardent, eager’: D. H. Lawrence’s Nightmare, p. 241
23 ‘simply raves, roars’: Letters of Katherine Mansfield, vol. 1, p. 261
24 ‘A chimney of his house’: Kangaroo, p. 227
25 ‘how I wished’: D. H. Lawrence’s Nightmare, p. 38
26 ‘perceptibly over-eager’: introduction to Letters, vol. 2, p. 4
27 ‘some sort of unwholesome relationship’: Triumph to Exile, p. 320
28 ‘Lawrence is at present’: Triumph to Exile, p. 321
29 ‘jealous and sad’: Circulating Genius, p. 65
30 ‘exquisite’: D. H. Lawrence’s Nightmare, p. 223
31 ‘The heights were always wuthering’: Circulating Genius, p. 69
32 ‘with invisible arrows of death’: D. H. Lawrence’s Nightmare, p. 248
33 ‘insect-like stupidity’: Letters, 5 May 1916
34 ‘immense German Christmas pudding’: Triumph to Exile, p. 323
35 ‘the black walls of the war’: Kangaroo, p. 257
36 ‘A real panic comes over me’: Cecil Gray, Musical Chairs; Or, Between Two Stools (The Hogarth Press, 1948), p. 300
37 ‘the same hour’: M. L. Skinner, The Fifth Sparrow: An Autobiography (Sydney University Press, 1972), pp. 115–16
38 ‘Frieda and I do not even speak’: Letters of Katherine Mansfield, vol. 1, p. 263
39 ‘incurably and incredibly stupid’: Aldous Huxley: Bloom’s Modern Critical Views, ed. Harold Bloom (Infobase, 2010), p. 117
40 ‘a swamp’: The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence, ed. Diana Trilling (Farrar, Straus and Cudahy, 1958), p. xxi
41 ‘It hurts me very much’: Letters, 22 February 1915
42 ‘a fool and a criminal’: The Letters of Aldous Huxley, ed. Grover Cleveland Smith (Chatto & Windus, 1969), p. 314
43 ‘You can put anything you like’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘The Novel’, in The Bad Side of Books, p. 237
44 ‘In her mindlessness’: introduction to The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence, p. xxii
45 ‘Frieda wasn’t a person’: Rosie Jackson, Frieda Lawrence, (HarperCollins, 1994), p. 33
46 ‘It was evident’: Mr Noon, p. 128
47 ‘It took a German like Frieda’: introduction to The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence, p. xxiv
48 ‘Your most vital necessity in this life’: Letters, 7 July 1914
49 ‘I’m not coming to you now for rest’: Letters, 16 May 1912
50 ‘You will find her and me’: Letters, 3 April 1914
51 ‘Titanic iceberg’: Frieda Lawrence: The Memoirs and Correspondence, ed. E. W. Tedlock (Alfred A. Knopf, 1964), p. 166
52 ‘a leaf blown in the wind’: A Personal Record, p. 184
53 ‘a cat that looks round’: Mr Noon, p. 123
54 ‘French windows open’: ‘Not I, But the Wind…’, p. 4
55 ‘I had just met’: ‘Not I, But the Wind…’, pp. 3–4
56 ‘So long as one talked’: Lorenzo in Taos, p. 49
57 ‘soft, non-intellectual’: Sons and Lovers, p. 9
58 ‘In the tension of opposites’: D. H. Lawrence, Birds, Beasts and Flowers (Cresset Press, 1930), p. 105
59 ‘Well, I think you’re lucky’: Mr Noon, pp. 124, 123
60 ‘You are quite unaware of your husband’: Michael Squires and Lynn K. Talbot, Living at the Edge: A Biography of D. H. Lawrence and Frieda von Richthofen (University of Wisconsin Press, 2002), p. 53
61 ‘You are the most wonderful woman in all England’: ‘Not I, But the Wind…’, p. 4
62 ‘She is ripping’: Letters, 17 April 1912
63 ‘the catastrophic naivety’: introduction to The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence, p. xxi
64 ‘I hated that death’: ‘Not I, But the Wind…’, p. 47
65 ‘I am married to an earthquake’: Living at the Edge, p. 53
66 ‘I thought Ernest was Lancelot’: The Memoirs and Correspondence, p. 85
67 ‘The misery I saw depicted’: A Personal Record, p. 213
68 ‘suddenly’: ‘Not I, But the Wind…’, p. 5
69 ‘tongue-tied … really free’: A Personal Record, p. 216
70 ‘I hardly think I could have been’: ‘Not I, But the Wind…’, p. 3
71 ‘hatred’ … ‘instinctively sorry’: Frieda Lawrence, ‘And the Fullness Thereof…’, in The Memoirs and Correspondence, pp. 470, 55
72 ‘The Lord can’t have been such a bad psychologist’: The Memoirs and Correspondence, p. 83
73 ‘chose’ him: ‘The Otto Gross–Frieda Weekley Correspondence’, transcribed, translated and annotated by John Turner with Cornelia Rumpf-Worthen and Ruth Jenkins, The D. H. Lawrence Review, vol. 22, no. 2 (Summer 1990), p. 160
74 ‘My Beloved’: ‘Otto Gross–Frieda Weekley’, p. 165
75 ‘the nearest approach’: Ernest Jones, Free Associations: Memories of a Psychoanalyst (Basic Books, 1959), pp. 173–4
76 ‘The psychology of the unconscious’: Gottfried M. Heuer, Freud’s ‘Outstanding’ Colleague/Jung’s ‘Twin Brother’: The Suppressed Psychoanalytic and Political Significance of Otto Gross (Routledge, 2017), p. 64
77 ‘giant shadow of Freud’: ‘Otto Gross–Frieda Weekley’, p. 190
78 ‘far, far more brilliant than Freud’: Mr Noon, p. 127
79 ‘in unison of pure love’, Mr Noon, p. 141
80 ‘I cannot understand it’: ‘Otto Gross–Frieda Weekley’, p. 166
81 ‘You won’t find 3 people’: ‘Otto Gross–Frieda Weekley’, p. 197
82 ‘have the right to gamble’: ‘Otto Gross–Frieda Weekley’, p. 192
83 ‘almost destroyed’: Martin Green, The Von Richthofen Sisters: The Triumphant and the Tragic Modes of Love (Basic Books, 1974), p. 53
84 ‘He was a marvellous lover’: Mr Noon, pp. 126–7
85 ‘He lived for his vision’: The Memoirs and Correspondence, p. 101
86 ‘reminiscent of the mood’: Freud’s ‘Outstanding’ Colleague, p. 173
87 ‘was almost as difficult’: Freud’s ‘Outstanding’ Colleague, p. 190
88 ‘like Gross and Frick’: Martin Green, Mountain of Truth: The Counterculture Begins: Ascona, 1900–1920 (University Press of New England, 1986), p. 34
89 ‘I could stand on my head for joy’: Letters, 15 June 1912
90 ‘the vast patch work of Europe … so partial’: Mr Noon, p. 107
91 ‘You will know by now’: Letters, 7 May 1912
92 ‘thrown out of our paradisial state’: ‘Not I, But the Wind…’, p. 40
93 ‘The children are miserable’: Letters, 3 July 1912
94 ‘If my mother had lived’: ‘Not I, But the Wind…’, p. 56
95 ‘Whatever the children may miss now’: Letters, 14 December 1912
96 ‘word for word true’: Triumph to Exile, p. 41
97 ‘It’s I who’ve given you your self-respect’: D. H. Lawrence, The Fight for Barbara: A Comedy in Four Acts, in The Complete Plays of D. H. Lawrence, p. 280
98 ‘I know it’s a good thing’: Letters, 9 June 1912
99 ‘curse the blasted, jelly-boned swines’: Letters, 3 July 1912
100 ‘So many Christs’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘Christs in the Tyrol’, in Twilight in Italy and Other Essays, ed. Paul Eggert (Cambridge University Press, 2002), p. 46
101 ‘I do not live any longer’: Mr Noon, p. 252
102 ‘a man who was not a gentleman’: Living at the Edge, p. 66
103 ‘an anarchist’: David Garnett, Great Friends: Portraits of Seventeen Writers (Macmillan, 1979), p. 78
104 ‘a vast precipice’: Mr Noon, p. 262
105 ‘a steady sort of force’: Triumph to Exile, p. 40
106 a ‘pure Italian’: Mr Noon, p. 332
107 ‘dantesque sunrise’: ‘Not I, But the Wind…’, p. 70
108 ‘Well, I don’t love her, mother’: Sons and Lovers, p. 214
109 ‘I wish you could laugh at me just for one minute’: Sons and Lovers, p. 189
110 ‘It’s one of the creepiest episodes’: introduction to The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence, p. xxiv
111 ‘The deer feed sometimes’: Letters, 23 April 1913
112 ‘beastly, tight, Sunday feeling’: Letters, 13 May 1913
113 ‘could not bear to look at it … something else’: Twilight in Italy and Other Essays, p. 209
114 ‘Love withers’: Shelley on Love: An Anthology, ed. Richard Holmes (University of California Press, 1980), pp. 45–6
115 ‘in the Shelley direction’: Mr Noon, p. 193
116 ‘an hours walk’: Letters, 14 October 1913
117 ‘No words can tell you’: letter to Mary Gisborne, R . Glynn Grylls, Mary Shelley: A Biography (Haskell House, 1969), pp. l, 164
118 ‘One gets by rail from Genoa’: Letters, 30 September 1913
119 ‘hated me for being miserable’: Triumph to Exile, p. 113
120 ‘I wish I could break my chains’: Shelley: The Pursuit, p. 728
121 ‘made the yellow flames glisten’: Edward Trelawny, Recollections of the Last Days of Shelley and Byron (Carroll & Graf, 2000), p. 137
122 ‘a bird with broad wings’: Letters, 18 November 1913
123 ‘It seems to me’: Letters, 2 December 1913
124 ‘the gush, the throb’: Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, ed. David S. Reynolds (Oxford University Press, 2005), p. 85
125 ‘The fault about Whitman’: Letters, 22 December 1913
126 ‘Whitman did not take a person’: Letters, 22 December 1913
127 ‘look in my novel for the old stable ego’: Letters, 5 June 1914
128 ‘poetical Character’: Complete Poems and Selected Letters of John Keats, Introduction by Edward Hirsch (Modern Library of New York, 2001), p. 500
129 ‘the mind in creation’: Percy Bysshe Shelley, ‘A Defence of Poetry’, Selected Prose Works of Shelley, with a foreword by Henry S. Salt (Watts & Co., 1915), p. 111
130 ‘diamond and coal’: Letters, 5 June 1914
131 ‘’mid snow and ice’: Letters, 18 June 1914
132 ‘Heaven, how happy we all were’: Triumph to Exile, p. 143
133 ‘They discussed him before he came in’: Hilda Doolittle [H.D.], Bid Me to Live: A Madrigal (Virago, 1980), p. 137
134 ‘it was the spear’: Letters, 30 January 1913
135 ‘long, slow, pernicious cold’: Letters, 7 January 1915
136 ‘very sick and corpse-cold’: Letters, 30 January 1915
137 ‘too timid and sensitive’: D. H. Lawrence’s Nightmare, p. 113
138 ‘the only one who seemed’: Bid Me to Live, p. 65
139 ‘Let me tell you what happened’: Letters of Katherine Mansfield, vol. 1, pp. 263–4
140 ‘one atom of sympathy for Frieda’: Letters of Katherine Mansfield, vol. 1, p. 268
141 ‘Don’t talk to me of Shelley. No, no’: Aldous Huxley, Point Counter Point (Vintage, 2004), pp. 157–8
142 ‘Why should Shelley say of the skylark’: ‘Study of Thomas Hardy’, p. 71
143 ‘It seems when we hear a skylark’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘The Poetry of the Present’, in The Bad Side of Books, p. 77
144 ‘Whitman’s is the best poetry’: ‘The Poetry of the Present’, p. 80
145 ‘a soft valley’: Letters, 29 May 1916
146 ‘really terrifying’: D. H. Lawrence’s Nightmare, p. 231
147 to take two couples: A Personal Record, p. 103
148 ‘So the two men entwined’: D. H. Lawrence, Women in Love (Martin Secker, 1928), p. 283
149 ‘for the poet to yield himself’: Merle Rubin, ‘“Not I, But the Wind that Blows through Me”: Shelleyan Aspects of Lawrence’s Poetry’, Texas Studies in Literature and Language (Spring 1981), p. 110
150 ‘through the tree fiercer and fiercer’: Sons and Lovers, p. 61
151 ‘Man is an instrument’: ‘A Defence of Poetry’, p. 76
152 ‘My God’: Women in Love, p. 412
153 ‘What had she to do with parents’: Women in Love, p. 482
154 ‘Murder’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘Edgar Allan Poe’, in Studies in Classic American Literature, ed. Ezra Greenspan, Lindeth Vasey and John Worthen (Cambridge University Press, 2003), p. 239
155 ‘This playing at killing’: Women in Love, p. 50
156 ‘tight round the neck’: Women in Love, p. 199
157 ‘long, grave, downward-looking’: Women in Love, p. 309
158 ‘She could not go on with her writing … You hear?’: Women in Love, p. 109
159 ‘I snatched up that iron paperweight’: Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov, trans. Constance Garnett (William Heinemann, 1951), p. 666
160 ‘powerful, underworld men’: Women in Love, p. 121
161 ‘darkness’: Women in Love, pp. 409–10
162 ‘the navel of the world’: Women in Love, p. 432
163 ‘so beautifully soft … naked to heaven’: Women in Love, pp. 498–504
164 ‘a pure balance of two single beings’: Women in Love, p. 158
165 ‘a woman I don’t see’: Women in Love, p. 152
166 ‘of a world empty of people’: Women in Love, pp. 131–2
167 ‘The acquaintance … vigorous movement’: ‘Prologue to Women in Love’, Phoenix II, pp. 92–106
168 ‘the achieved perfections’: Women in Love, p. 478
169 ‘forward in life knowledge’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘Whitman’, in Studies in Classic American Literature, p. 405
170 ‘a great hail storm … characters’: D. H. Lawrence’s Nightmare, pp. 271, 262
171 ‘There was no story so absurd’: Conversations of Lord Byron, p. 11
172 ‘about the sun’: Kangaroo, p. 236
173 ‘freely of the end of the world’: Letters, 5 May 1917
174 ‘One stormy night’: Triumph to Exile, p. 404
175 ‘Lawrence has sent me his awful book’: D. H. Lawrence, The First Women in Love, ed. John Worthen and Lindeth Vasey (Cambridge University Press, 1998), p. xlvi
176 ‘My word’: The Letters of Virginia Woolf, vol. 5: 1932–1935, ed. Nigel Nicolson (Chatto & Windus, 1979), p. 121
177 ‘And poor vindictive old Ottoline’: D. H. Lawrence’s Nightmare, p. 273
178 ‘so many single pieces’: D. H. Lawrence, Look! We Have Come Through!: A Cycle of Love Poems (The Ark Press, 1958), p. 19
179 ‘After much struggling’: Look! We Have Come Through!, p. 19
180 ‘destructive electricity’: Letters, 23 August 1917
181 ‘was definitely not attractive’: Musical Chairs, p. 138
182 ‘It surprises me’: introduction to Studies in Classic American Literature, p. xxix
183 ‘thrilling blood-and-thunder’: Letters, 30 August 1917
184 ‘There is a stranger on the face of the earth’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘The Spirit of Place’ (first version), in Studies in Classic American Literature, p. 168
185 ‘All the best part of knowledge’: Psychoanalysis and the Unconscious, p. 15
186 ‘in many ways a bore’: Letters, 7 August 1917
187 ‘down the great magnetic wind’: ‘The Spirit of Place’ (first version), p. 171
188 ‘it is necessary’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘Nathaniel Hawthorne’, in Studies in Classic American Literature, p. 241
189 ‘magnetic propulsion’: Psychoanalysis and the Unconscious, p. 24
190 ‘a sort of electric power’: Women in Love, p. 67
191 ‘a lodestone’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘Edgar Allan Poe’, in Studies in Classic American Literature, p. 231
192 ‘a virtuous Frankenstein monster’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘Benjamin Franklin’, in Studies in Classic American Literature, p. 185
193 ‘conceive of themselves’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘Henry St. John de Crèvecoeur’, in Studies in Classic American Literature, p. 191
194 ‘dark, primitive, weapon-like’: ‘Henry St. John de Crèvecoeur’, p. 199
195 ‘does not pit himself against the sea’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘Herman Melville’, in Studies in Classic American Literature, p. 334
196 ‘stick his head’: Letters, 30 August 1916
197 ‘burrowed underground’: D. H. Lawrence, ‘Whitman’ (1921–2), in Studies in Classic American Literature, p. 405
198 ‘like the song’: ‘Whitman’ (1921–2), p. 417
199 ‘untranslatable otherness’: ‘The Spirit of Place’ (first version), p. 168
200 ‘magical country’: Musical Chairs, p. 122
201 ‘a country that makes a man psychic’: Kangaroo, p. 226
202 ‘I cannot even conceive’: Letters, 12 October 1917
203 ‘perfectly still, and pale’: Richard Aldington, D. H. Lawrence: Portrait of a Genius, But … (William Heinemann, 1950), p. 199
204 ‘the people are not people’: Letters, 17 October 1917