There was the loud noise of water, as ever, something eternal and maddening in its sound, like the sound of Time itself, rustling and rushing and wavering, but never for a second ceasing. The rushing of Time that continues throughout eternity, this is the sound of the icy streams of Switzerland, something that mocks and destroys out warm being.
D.H. Lawrence, D.H. Lawrence and Italy: Twilight in Italy/Sea and Sardinia/Etruscan Places
nature, travel