D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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My great religion is a belief in the blood, the flesh, as being wiser than the intellect. We can go wrong in our minds. But what our blood feels and believes and says, is always true. The intellect is only a bit and a bridle.
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Ethics and equity and the principles of justice do not change with the calendar.
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The fairest thing in nature, a flower, still has its roots in earth and manure.
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In every living thing there is the desire for love.
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Oh, what a catastrophe for man when he cut himself off from the rhythm of the year, from his unison with the sun and the earth. Oh, what a catastrophe, what a maiming of love when it was a personal, merely personal feeling, taken away from the rising and the setting of the sun, and cut off from the magic connection of the solstice and the equinox!
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Men fight for liberty and win it with hard knocks. Their children, brought up easy, let it slip away again, poor fools. And their grandchildren are once more slaves.
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One must learn to love, and go through a good deal of suffering to get to it... and the journey is always towards the other soul.
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It's better to be born lucky than rich. If you're rich, you may lose your money, but if you're born lucky, you will always have more money.
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The essential function of art is moral. But a passionate, implicit morality, not didactic. A morality which changes the blood, rather than the mind.
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For man, as for flower and beast and bird, the supreme triumph is to be most vividly, most perfectly alive.
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Those that go searching for love only make manifest their own lovelessness, and the loveless never find love, only the loving find love, and they never have to seek for it.
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Reason is a supple nymph, and slippery as a fish by nature. She had as leave give her kiss to an absurdity any day, as to syllogistic truth. The absurdity may turn out truer.
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Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
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The human soul needs actual beauty more than bread.
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Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.
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There's always the hyena of morality at the garden gate, and the real wolf at the end of the street.
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How beautiful maleness is, if it finds its right expression.
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Europe's the mayonnaise, but America supplies the good old lobster.
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There is no such thing as liberty. You only change one sort of domination for another. All we can do is to choose our master.
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One never can know the whys and the wherefores of one's passional changes.
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California is a queer place in a way, it has turned its back on the world, and looks into the void Pacific. It is absolutely selfish, very empty, but not false, and at least, not full of false effort.
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Consciousness is an end in itself. We torture ourselves getting somewhere, and when we get there it is nowhere, for there is nowhere to get to.
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Money is our madness, our vast collective madness.
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One sheds one's sicknesses in books - repeats and presents again one's emotions, to be master of them.