

“The world hid its head in the sands of convention, so that by seeing nothing it might avoid Truth.”
“Our love may be faithful even unto death and beyond - yet the world will call it unclean. We may harm no living creature by our love; we may grow more perfect in understanding and in charity because of our loving; but all this will not save you from the scourge of a world that will turn away its eyes from your noblest actions, finding only corruption and vileness in you.”
"You're neither unnatural, nor abominable, nor mad; you're as much a part of what people call nature as anyone else; only you're unexplained as yet - you've not got your niche in creation."
"Language is surely too small a vessel to contain these emotions of mind and body that have somehow awakened a response in the spirit."
Radclyffe Hall (12 August 1880 – 7 October 1943), whose lesbian novel The Well Of Loneliness was judged "obscene" by Chief Magistrate Sir Chartres Biron on this date in 1928.
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