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D. H. Lawrence Quotes - Page 17

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When man has nothing but his will to assert--even his good-will--it is always bullying. Bolshevism is one sort of bullying, capitalism another: and liberty is a change of chains.

When man has nothing but his will to assert--even his good-will--it is always bullying. Bolshevism is one sort of bullying, capitalism another: and liberty is a change of chains.

Leadership, Bullying, Men

D. H. Lawrence (1995). “The Plumed Serpent”, p.61, Wordsworth Editions

So as long as you can forget your body you are happy and the moment you begin to be aware of your body, you are wretched. So if civilization is any good, it has to help us forget our bodies, and then time passes happily without our knowing it. Help us get rid of our bodies altogether.

Civilization, Knowing, Long

D. H. Lawrence (2013). “The Essential D.H. Lawrence”, p.1663, Simon and Schuster

A man will part with anything so long as he's drunk, and you're drunk with him.

Men, Long, Drunk

D. H. Lawrence (2016). “D. H. Lawrence: The Complete Novels (Book House)”, p.366, Book House

Was his life nothing? Had he nothing to show, no work? He did not count his work, anyone could have done it. What had he known, but the long, marital embrace with his wife. Curious, that this was what his life amounted to! At any rate, it was something, it was eternal. He would say so to anybody, and be proud of it. He lay with his wife in his arms, and she was still his fulfillment, just the same as ever. And that was the be-all and the end-all. Yes, and he was proud of it.

Long, Wife, Done

I'd wipe the machines off the face of the earth again, and end the industrial epoch absolutely, like a black mistake.

Mistake, Black, Machines

D. H. Lawrence (2006). “Lady Chatterley's Lover”, p.183, Courier Corporation

Any inhibition must be wrong, since inevitably in the end it causes neurosis and insanity.

Insanity, Neurosis, Causes

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.5109, Delphi Classics

The elephant, the huge old beast, is slow to mate

Elephants, Beast, Mates

D. H. Lawrence (2008). “Complete Poems by Lawrence: Easyread Super Large 24pt Edition”, p.219, ReadHowYouWant.com

Men live in glad obedience to the masters they believe in, or they live in a frictional opposition to the master they wish to undermine.

Believe, Men, Wish

D. H. Lawrence, Ezra Greenspan, Lindeth Vasey (2003). “Studies in Classic American Literature”, p.16, Cambridge University Press

The difference between people isn't in their class, but in themselves. Only from the middle classes one gets ideas, and from the common people--life itself, warmth. You feel their hates and loves.

Hate, Class, Ideas

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.742, Delphi Classics

I believe that there was a great age, a great epoch when man did not make war: previous to 2000 B.C. Then the self had not reallybecome aware of itself, it had not separated itself off, the spirit was not yet born, so there was no internal conflict, and hence no permanent external conflict.

War, Believe, Men

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2004). “D. H. Lawrence: Late Essays and Articles”, p.172, Cambridge University Press

The weakness of modern tragedy[is that] transgression against the social code is made to bring destruction, as though the social code worked our irrevocable fate.

Fate, Tragedy, Weakness

D. H. Lawrence, Bruce Steele (1985). “Study of Thomas Hardy and Other Essays”, p.30, Cambridge University Press

For God's sake, all of you, say spiteful things about me, then I shall know I mean something to you. Don't say surgaries, or I'm done.

Mean, Done, Sake

In the short summer night she learned so much. She would have thought a woman would have died of shame... She felt, now, she had come to the real bedrock of her nature, and was essentially shameless. She was her sensual self, naked an unashamed. She felt a triumph, almost a vainglory. So! That was how it was! That was life! That was how onself really was! There was nothing left to disguise or be ashamed of. She shared her ultimate nakedness with a man, another being.

Summer, Real, Night

America exhausts the springs of one's soul - I suppose that's what it exists for. It lives to see all real spontaneity expire. But anyhow it doesn't grind on an old nerve as Europe seems to.

Spring, Real, America

Where sanity is there God is.

God, Sanity

D. H. Lawrence (2008). “Complete Poems by Lawrence: Easyread Super Large 24pt Edition”, p.388, ReadHowYouWant.com

The nice clean intimacy which we now so admire between the sexes is sterilizing. It makes neuters. Later on, no deep, magical sex-life is possible.

Sex, Nice, Life Is

D. H. Lawrence (2012). “Psychoanalysis and the Unconscious and Fantasia of the Unconscious”, p.123, Courier Corporation

You don't want to be an animal, you want to observe your own animal functions, so as to get a mental thrill out of them. It is allpurely secondary--and more decadent than the most hide-bound intellectualism.

Animal, Thrill, Want

D. H. Lawrence (2016). “D. H. Lawrence: The Complete Novels”, p.777, Book House Publishing

Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you're married and her name's Bertha

Names, Married, Sin

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.3927, Delphi Classics

But the act, called the sexual act, is not for the depositing of seed. It is for leaping off into the unknown, as from a cliff's edge, like Sappho into the sea.

Sea, Cliffs, Seeds

D. H. Lawrence, Bruce Steele (1985). “Study of Thomas Hardy and Other Essays”, p.53, Cambridge University Press

Where is the source of all money-sickness, and the origin of all sex-perversion?.... It lies in the heart of man, and not in the conditions.

Sex, Lying, Heart

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.7646, Delphi Classics

Sleep seems to hammer out for me the logical conclusions of my vague days, and offer them to me as dreams.

Dream, Sleep, Reflection

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.359, Cambridge University Press

Brave people add up to an aristocracy. The democracy of thou-shalt-not is bound to be a collection of weak men.

Men, Weak Man, People

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.8467, Delphi Classics

And yet - and yet - one's kite will rise on the wind as far as ever one has string to let it go. It tugs and tugs and will go, and one is glad the further it goes, even if everybody else is nasty about it.

Wind, Let It Go, Kites

D. H. Lawrence (2008). “The Rainbow”, p.356, OUP Oxford

We make a mistake forsaking England and moving out into the periphery of life. After all, Taormina, Ceylon, Africa, America -- as far as we go, they are only the negation of what we ourselves stand for and are: and we're rather like Jonahs running away from the place we belong.

Running, Mistake, Moving

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2000). “The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.237, Cambridge University Press

For us to go to Italy and to penetrate into Italy is like a most fascinating act of self-discovery

Discovery, Self, Penetrate

D. H. Lawrence, Mara Kalnins (2002). “Sea and Sardinia”, p.22, Cambridge University Press

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