May 24, 2009
D. H. Lawrence on Herman Melville’s Typee and Omoo
“There is an invisible hand that grasps my heart and prevents it opening too much to these strangers. They are beautiful, they are like children, they are generous: but they are more than this. They are far off, and in their eyes is an easy darkness of the soft, uncreate past. In a way, they are uncreate. Far be it from me to assume any ‘white’ superiority. But...
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