“Some old Johnny says there are three cures for ennui, sleep, drink, and travel,” said Birkin.
“All cold eggs,” said Gerald. “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.”
“Be it then,” said Birkin.
“Give me the object,” said Gerald. “The possibilities of love exhaust themselves.”
“Do they? And then what?”
“Then you die,” said Gerald.
“So you ought,” said Birkin.
“I don’t see it,” replied Gerald. …
“There’s a third one even to your two,” said Birkin. “Work, love, and fighting. You forget the fight.”
-D.H. Lawrence, Women in Love