D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence
David Herbert Richards Lawrencewas an English novelist, poet, playwright, essayist, literary critic and painter who published as D. H. Lawrence. His collected works, among other things, represent an extended reflection upon the dehumanising effects of modernity and industrialisation. In them, some of the issues Lawrence explores are emotional health, vitality, spontaneity and instinct...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth11 September 1885
D. H. Lawrence quotes about
religious irreverence dirt
If we had reverence for our life, our life would take at once religious form. But as it is, in our filthy irreverence, it remains a disgusting slough, where each one of us goes so thoroughly disguised in dirt that we are all alike and indistinguishab
dream healing past
At the back of my life's horizon, where the dreamings of past lives crowd.
land sorrow gold
Naught is possessed, neither gold, nor land nor love, nor life, nor peace, nor even sorrow nor death, nor yet salvation. Say of nothing: It is mine. Say only: It is with me.
jesus religion dry
Eat and carouse with Bacchus, or munch dry bread with Jesus, but don't sit down without one of the gods.
falling-in-love men falling-in-love-with-you
I am in love and, my God, it is the greatest thing that can happen to a man.
smell doors lilies
It grew late. Through the open door, stealthily, came the scent of madonna lilies, almost as if it were prowling abroad.
religious might should
One should be religious in everything, have God, whatever God might be, present in everything.
should-have feels realising
One should feel inside oneself for right and wrong, and should have the patience to gradually realise one's God.
wonder sixth-sense sense-of-wonder
The sense of wonder, that is our sixth sense.
mistake black machines
I'd wipe the machines off the face of the earth again, and end the industrial epoch absolutely, like a black mistake.
dust turns substitution
When love turns into dust, money becomes the substitution.
blow rocks splits
If only I am keen and hard like the sheer tip of a wedge Driven by invisible blows, The rock will split, we shall come at the wonder, we shall find the Hesperides.
issues confusion trying
Try to find your deepest issue in every confusion, and abide by that.
attitude nice hate
How I hate the attitude of ordinary people to life. How I loathe ordinariness! How from my soul I abhor nice simple people, with their eternal price list. It makes my blood boil.