D.H. Lawrence was born the same day as I, but 101 years earlier.

"What were you doing?" he asked.

"I? Nothing. I'm in a bad way just now, everything's on edge, and I can neither work nor play. I don't know whether it's a sign of old age, I'm sure."

"You mean you're bored?"

"Bored, I don't know. I can't apply myself. And I feel the devil is either very present in me or dead."

"One has to wait," said Birkin.

"Ah, God! Waiting! What are we waiting for?"

"Some old Johnny says there are three cures for ennui, sleep, drink, and travel," said Birkin.

"All cold eggs," said Gerard. "In sleep, you dream, in drink, you curse, and in travel you yell at a porter. No, work and love are the two. When you're not at work you should be in love."

- Women in Love