d. h. lawrence Quotes

Sleep seems to hammer out for me the logical conclusions of my vague days, and offer them to me as dreams.
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— D. H. Lawrence
Don't you find it a beautiful clean thought, a world empty of people, just uninterrupted grass, and a hare sitting up?
tags: people world thoughts beautiful
— D. H. Lawrence
And all the time she felt the reflection of his hopelessness in her. She couldn't quite, quite love in hoplessness. And he, being hopeless, couldn't ever love at all.
tags: time reflection
— D. H. Lawrence
When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
tags: people lost
— D. H. Lawrence
If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
tags: moon
— D. H. Lawrence
What the eye doesn't see and the mind doesn't know, doesn't exist.
tags: eyes mind
— D. H. Lawrence
Life and love are life and love, a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets, and to drag in the idea of a point is to ruin everything. Live and let live, love and let love, flower and fade, and follow the natural curve, which flows on, pointless.
tags: live flowers ideas
— D. H. Lawrence
If a woman hasn't got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she's a dry stick as a rule.
tags: women rules
— D. H. Lawrence
Recklessness is almost a man's revenge on his woman. He feels he is not valued so he will risk destroying himself to deprive her altogether.
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— D. H. Lawrence
I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea.
tags: earth eyes blood
— D. H. Lawrence
I want us to be together without bothering about ourselves- to be really together because we ARE together, as if it were a phenomenon, not a thing we have to maintain by our own effort.
— D. H. Lawrence
Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
tags: age real
— D. H. Lawrence
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
tags: heart lost eyes
— D. H. Lawrence
Every true artist is the salvation of every other. Only artists produce for each other a world that is fit to live in.
tags: live world true salvation artist
— D. H. Lawrence
All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
tags: women past sleep eternity hope
— D. H. Lawrence
Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
tags: fear hate body mind
— D. H. Lawrence
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.
tags: searching loving
— D. H. Lawrence
Be a good animal,true to your instincts.
tags: instinct
— D. H. Lawrence
The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
tags: beauty human soul
— D. H. Lawrence
It's not art for art's sake, it's art for my sake.
— D. H. Lawrence
A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
— D. H. Lawrence
As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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— D. H. Lawrence
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.
tags: children men fight child poor liberty fools
— D. H. Lawrence
How ravished one could be without ever being touched. Ravished by dead words become obscene and dead ideas become obsessions.
tags: ideas
— D. H. Lawrence
They wanted genuine intimacy, but they could not get even normally near to anyone, because they scorned to take the first steps, they scorned the triviality which forms common human intercourse.
tags: human intimacy
— D. H. Lawrence
That's the place to get to- nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world's somewheres, into our own nowhere.
tags: world
— D. H. Lawrence
When I read Shakespeare I am struck with wonder that such trivial people should muse and thunder in such lovely language.
tags: people language wonder read
— D. H. Lawrence
And woman is the same as horses: two wills act in opposition inside her. With one will she wants to subject herself utterly. With the other she wants to bolt, and pitch her rider to perdition.
tags: women
— D. H. Lawrence
If we sip the wine, we find dreams coming upon us out of the imminent night
tags: night dreams
— D. H. Lawrence
And in this passion for understanding her soul lay close to his; she had him all to herself. But he must be made abstract first.
tags: understanding soul passion
— D. H. Lawrence
You live by what you thrill to, and there's the end of it.
tags: live
— D. H. Lawrence
Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
tags: human dying universe race
— D. H. Lawrence
The world is supposed to be full of possibilities, but they narrow down to pretty few in most personal experience. There's lots of good fish in the sea... maybe... but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you're not mackerel or herring yourself, you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea.
tags: world personal experience possibility
— D. H. Lawrence
Nothing but love has made the dog lose his wild freedom, to become the servant of man.
tags: men freedom wild dog
— D. H. Lawrence
That which one cannot experience in daily life is not true for oneself.
tags: experience oneself true
— D. H. Lawrence
When all comes to all, the most precious element in life is wonder. Love is a great emotion, and power is power. But both love and power are based on wonder.
tags: power emotion wonder
— D. H. Lawrence
I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
tags: hate
— D. H. Lawrence
In every living thing there is the desire for love.
tags: desires living
— D. H. Lawrence
We ought to dance with rapture that we might be alive... and part of the living, incarnate cosmos.
tags: living dance
— D. H. Lawrence
We don't exist unless we are deeply and sensually in touch with that which can be touched but not known.
— D. H. Lawrence
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