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
profit second seem
If only we could have two lives: the first in which to make one's mistakes, which seem as if they have to be made; and the second in which to profit by them.
eight epoch forty hours large life pleasant public school
It is not a pleasant epoch in one's life - the first forty eight hours at a large public school
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It is as if the life had retreated eastwards. As if the Germanic life were slowly ebbing away from contact with western Europe, ebbing to the deserts of the east.
bird broad flying wings
I think more of a bird with broad wings flying and lapsing through the air, than anything, when I think of metre.
heart hopeful john lady says thomas
John Thomas says goodnight to Lady Jane, a little droopingly, but with a hopeful heart
darkness love separate ultimate unknowable
Man's ultimate love for man? Yes, yes, but only in the separate darkness of man's love for the present, unknowable God.
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Marriage is a long event of perpetual change in which a man and a woman mutually build up their souls and make themselves whole.
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We and the cosmos are one. The cosmos is a vast body, of which we are still parts. The sun is a great heart whose tremors run through our smallest veins. The moon is a great gleaming nerve-centre from which we quiver forever. Who knows the power that
holy humble
Too much of the humble Willy wet-leg / And the holy can't-help-it touch.
good
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
flooding life submit unless
Unless we submit our will to the flooding of life, there is no life in us.
form living religious social state
We know that we are living in a state of falsity, that all our social and religious form is dead, a crystallized lie.
genuine hot moves passion
When genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot
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I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.