“Curse the blasted, jelly-boned swines, the slimy, the belly-wriggling invertebrates, the miserable soddingrotters, the flaming sods, the sniveling, dribbling, dithering, palsied, pulse-less lot that make up England today. They’ve got white of egg in their veins, and their spunk is that watery it’s a marvel they can breed.” — English author D.H. Lawrence, in a letter to Edward Garnett, expressing anger that his manuscript for Sons and Lovers was rejected. (July 3, 1912)
Categories: Literature, Personal Descriptions and Insults