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D. H. Lawrence Quotes - Page 12

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A woman has to live her life, or live to repent not having lived it.

A woman has to live her life, or live to repent not having lived it.

Philosophy, Women, Repent

D. H. Lawrence, Michael Squires (2002). “Lady Chatterley's Lover and A Propos of 'Lady Chatterley's Lover'”, p.73, Cambridge University Press

Go deeper than love, for the soul has greater depths, love is like the grass, but the heart is deep wild rock molten, yet dense and permanent.

Love, Heart, Rocks

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.6634, Delphi Classics

Why is a door-knob deader than anything else?

Doors, Knobs

D.H. Lawrence (2015). “D. H. Lawrence The Dover Reader”, p.187, Courier Dover Publications

That which one cannot experience in daily life is not true for oneself.

Experience, Daily Life, Life Is

D. H. Lawrence, Book House (2016). “D. H. Lawrence: The Complete Novels (Book House)”, p.805, Book House

Gods should be iridescent, like the rainbow in the storm. Man creates a God in his own image, and the gods grow old along with the men that made them... But the god-stuff roars eternally, like the sea, with too vast a sound to be heard.

Men, Sea, Rainbow

D. H. Lawrence (1995). “The Plumed Serpent”, p.48, Wordsworth Editions

Why doesn't the past decently bury itself, instead of sitting waiting to be admired by the present?

Past, Waiting, Sitting

D. H. Lawrence, Brian Finney (1983). “St Mawr and Other Stories”, p.115, Cambridge University Press

The final aim is not to know, but to be.... You've got to know yourself so that you can at last be yourself. "Be yourself" is the last motto.

Being Yourself, Finals, Lasts

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.8079, Delphi Classics

Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul.

Soul, Wonder, My Soul

D. H. Lawrence (2008). “Complete Poems by Lawrence: Easyread Super Large 24pt Edition”, p.184, ReadHowYouWant.com

Whether I get on in the world is a question; but I certainly don't get on very well with the world.

Friendship, Success, World

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.9424, Delphi Classics

The picture must all come out of the artist's inside, awareness of forms and figures... It is more than memory. It is the image as it lives in the consciousness, alive like a vision, but unknown.

Art, Vision, Alive

"The Sayings of D. H. Lawrence".

An artist is only an ordinary man with a greater potentiality.

Men, Artist, Ordinary

D. H. Lawrence, George J. Zytaruk, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.95, Cambridge University Press

I hold that the parentheses are by far the most important parts of a non-business letter.

Important, Letters, Letter Writing

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.44, Cambridge University Press

A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.

Air, Would Be, Littles

D. H. Lawrence, Michael Squires (2002). “Lady Chatterley's Lover and A Propos of 'Lady Chatterley's Lover'”, p.74, Cambridge University Press

The word arse is as much god as the word face. It must be so, otherwise you cut off your god at the waist.

Cutting, Arses, Body

D. H. Lawrence (1966). “Selected Poems of D.h. Lawrence”, Penguin (Non-Classics)

There is a brief time for sex, and a long time when sex is out of place. But when it is out of place as an activity there still should be the large and quiet space in the consciousness where it lives quiescent. Old people can have a lovely quiescent sort of sex, like apples, leaving the young quite free for their sort.

Sex, Apples, Space

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton, Keith Sagar (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.106, Cambridge University Press

It's not art for art's sake, it's art for my sake.

Art, Sake

I believe that the highest virtue is to be happy, living in the greatest truth, not submitting to the falsehood of these personaltimes.

Happiness, Happy, Believe

One sheds one's sicknesses in books - repeats and presents again one's emotions, to be master of them.

Book, Reading, Emotion

D. H. Lawrence, George J. Zytaruk, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.90, Cambridge University Press

God how I hate new countries: They are older than the old, more sophisticated, much more conceited, only young in a certain puerile vanity more like senility than anything.

Country, Hate, Conceited

D. H. Lawrence, Warren Roberts, James T. Boulton, Elizabeth Mansfield (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.250, Cambridge University Press

Tragedy ought really to be a great kick at misery.

Tragedy, Misery, Kicks

Letter to A. W. McLeod, 6 October 1912, in H. T. Moore (ed.) 'Collected Letters of D. H. Lawrence' (1962) vol. 1

Our civilisation cannot afford to let the censor-moron loose. The censor-moron does not really hate anything but the living and growing human consciousness.

Hate, Civilization, Doe

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2000). “The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.414, Cambridge University Press

I cannot be a materialist - but Oh, how is it possible that a God who speaks to all hearts can let Belgravia go laughing to a vicious luxury, and Whitechapel cursing to a filthy debauchery - such suffering, such dreadful suffering - and shall the short years of Christ's mission atone for it all?

Heart, Years, Luxury

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.40, Cambridge University Press

Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved. The warmth, the security and peace of soul, the utter comfort from the touch of the other, knits the sleep, so that it takes the body and soul completely in its healing.

Healing, Sleep, Perfect

D. H. Lawrence (2016). “Sons and Lovers: Top Novelist Focus”, p.74, 谷月社

As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction

Too Much, Divine, Destruction

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.218, Cambridge University Press

All vital truth contains the memory of all that for which it is not true.

Memories, Reality, Atheism

D. H. Lawrence, George J. Zytaruk, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.247, Cambridge University Press

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