D. H. Lawrence Quotes
-
I hold that the parentheses are by far the most important parts of a non-business letter.
-
All that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets, unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.
-
Men! The only animal in the world to fear.
-
I can't bear art that you can walk round and admire. A book should be either a bandit or a rebel or a man in the crowd.
-
One could laugh at the world better if it didn't mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
-
I shall be glad when you have strangled the invincible respectability that dogs your steps.
-
Men always do leave off really thinking, when the last bit of wild animal dies in them.
-
The world of men is dreaming, it has gone mad in its sleep, and a snake is strangling it, but it can't wake up.
-
The American grips himself, at the very sources of his consciousness, in a grip of care: and then, to so much of the rest of life, is indifferent. Whereas, the European hasn't got so much care in him, so he cares much more for life and living.
-
So long as you don't feel life's paltry and a miserable business, the rest doesn't matter, happiness or unhappiness.
-
Life is a travelling to the edge of knowledge, then a leap taken.
-
The Christian fear of the pagan outlook has damaged the whole consciousness of man.
-
I shall always be a priest of love.
-
Psychoanalysis is out, under a therapeutic disguise, to do away entirely with the moral faculty in man.
-
The Brangwens had lived for generations on the Marsh Farm, in the meadows where the Erewash twisted sluggishly through alder trees, separating Derbyshire from Nottinghamshire.
-
The day of the absolute is over, and we're in for the strange gods once more.
-
There is only one thing that a man really wants to do, all his life; and that is, to find his way to his God, his Morning Star, salute his fellow man, and enjoy the woman who has come the long way with him.
-
Creation destroys as it goes, throws down one tree for the rise of another. But ideal mankind would abolish death, multiply itself million upon million, rear up city upon city, save every parasite alive, until the accumulation of mere existence is swollen to a horror.
-
The war is dreadful. It is the business of the artist to follow it home to the heart of the individual fighters - not to talk in armies and nations and numbers - but to track it home.
-
I am in love - and, my God, it is the greatest thing that can happen to a man. I tell you, find a woman you can fall in love with. Do it. Let yourself fall in love. If you have not done so already, you are wasting your life.
-
Sex is the one thing you cannot really swindle; and it is the centre of the worst swindling of all, emotional swindling.... Sex lashes out against counterfeit emotion, and is ruthless, devastating against false love.
-
Art- speech is the only truth. An artist is usually a damned liar but his art, if it be art, will tell you the truth of his day and that is all that matters. Away with eternal truth. The truth lives from day to day, and the marvelous Plato of yesterday is chiefly bosh today.
-
The cruelest thing a man can do to a woman is to portray her as perfection.
-
If a woman's got nothing but her fair fame to feed on, why, it's thin tack, and a donkey would die of it!