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
love running sex
The chief thing about a woman - who is much of a woman - is that in the long run she is not to be had... She is not to be caught by any of the catch-words, love, beauty, honor, duty, worth, work, salvation - none of them - not in the long run. In the long run she only says Am I satisfied, or is there some beastly dissatisfaction gnawing and gnawing inside me. And if there is some dissatisfaction, it is physical, at least as much as psychic, sex as much as soul.
real reality land
The map appears to us more real than the land.
stars intuition mind
For whereas the mind works in possibilities, the intuitions work in actualities, and what you intuitively desire, that is possible to you. Whereas what you mentally or "consciously" desire is nine times out of ten impossible; hitch your wagon to a star, or you will just stay where you are.
feelings havens
Sentimentalism is the working off on yourself of feelings you haven't really got.
book emotion sickness
One sheds one's sicknesses in books - repeats and presents again one's emotions, to be master of them.
angel sides
Don't be on the side of the angels, it's too lowering.
dirty juice cabbage
My God, what a clumsy olla putrida James Joyce is! Nothing but old fags and cabbage stumps of quotations from the Bible and the rest, stewed in the juice of deliberate, journalistic dirty-mindedness—what old and hard-worked staleness, masquerading as the all-new!
men attending wholeness
Thought is a man in his wholeness, wholly attending.
tragedy misery kicks
Tragedy ought really to be a great kick at misery.
puritan all-things
To the Puritan all things are impure, as somebody says.
men self individual
Every man has a mob self and an individual self, in varying proportions.
art plato liars
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.
men feelings vision
Now man cannot live without some vision of himself. But still less can he live with a vision that is not true to his inner experience and inner feeling.
running flames sensual
Rippling, rippling, rippling, like a flapping overlapping of soft flames, soft as feathers, running to points of brilliance, exquisite, exquisite and melting her all molten inside.