"He would not have it that they were lovers. The intimacy between them had been kept so abstract, such a matter of the soul, all thought and weary struggle into consciousness, that he saw it only as platonic friendship. He stoutly denied there was anything else between them… He was a fool who did not know what was happening to himself."
— Sons and Lovers, D.H. Lawrence.
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