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D. H. Lawrence Quotes - Page 20

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The pyramids of Egypt will not last a moment compared to the daisy.

The pyramids of Egypt will not last a moment compared to the daisy.

Egypt, Pyramids, Lasts

In the dust where we have buried the silent races and their abominations we have buried so much of the delicate magic of life.

Race, Dust, Civilization

So long as you don't feel life's paltry and a miserable business, the rest doesn't matter, happiness or unhappiness.

Long, Matter, Miserable

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.743, Delphi Classics

All that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets, unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.

Knowing, Laughing, Atheism

D. H. Lawrence (2008). “Complete Poems by Lawrence: Easyread Super Large 24pt Edition”, p.132, ReadHowYouWant.com

It is only when men lose their contact with this eternal life-flame, and become merely personal, things in themselves, instead ofthings kindled in the flame, that the fight between man and woman begins.

Fighting, Men, Flames

The world is wonderful and beautiful and good beyond one's wildest imagination. Never, never, never could one conceive what love is, beforehand, never. Life can be great-quite god-like. It can be so. God be thanked I have proved it.

Love, Life, Beautiful

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2000). “The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.42, Cambridge University Press

Whatever life may be, and whatever horror men have made of it, the world is a lovely place, a magic place, something to marvel over. The world is an amazing place.

Men, Lovely, Magic

D. H. Lawrence, John Worthen (1981). “The Lost Girl”, p.299, Cambridge University Press

A man must keep his earnestness nimble, to escape ridicule.

Men, Nimble, Wit

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.8848, Delphi Classics

How beastly the bourgeois is especially the male of the species

Men, Class, Males

"How Beastly the Bourgeois Is" l. 1 (1929)

It is time that the Protestant Church, the Church of the Son, should be one again with the Roman Catholic Church, the Church of the Father. It is time that man shall cease, first to live in the flesh, with joy, and then, unsatisfied, to renounce and to mortify the flesh.

Father, Son, Men

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.4816, Delphi Classics

A snake came to my water trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pajamas for the heat, To drink there.

Snakes, Water, Hot

'Snake' (1923)

The novel is a perfect medium for revealing to us the changing rainbow of our living relationships. The novel can help us to live,as nothing else can: no didactic Scripture, anyhow. If the novelist keeps his thumb out of the pan.

Perfect, Rainbow, Novelists

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

It is quite true, as some poets said, that the God who created man must have had a sinister sense of humor, creating him a reasonable being, yet forcing him to take this ridiculous posture, and driving him with blind craving for this ridiculous performance.

Humor, Men, Creating

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.3839, Delphi Classics

We are so conceited and so unproud.

Humility, Pride, Conceited

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.1347, Delphi Classics

My God, these folks don't know how to love - that's why they love so easily.

Love, Folks, Know How

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.127, Cambridge University Press

Don't talk to me any more about poetry for months -- unless it is other men's work. I really love verse, even rubbish. But I'm fearfully busy at a novel, and brush all the gossamer of verse off my face.

Men, Rubbish, Months

D. H. Lawrence, George J. Zytaruk, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.105, Cambridge University Press

Let yourself fall in love. If you have not done so already, you are wasting your life.

Falling In Love, Done, Ifs

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2000). “The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.42, Cambridge University Press

I think I am much too valuable a creature to offer myself to a German bullet gratis and for fun.

Fun, Thinking, Bullets

D. H. Lawrence, George J. Zytaruk, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.219, Cambridge University Press

Without secrecy there would be no pornography. But secrecy and modesty are two utterly different things.

Two, Would Be, Different

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2004). “D. H. Lawrence: Late Essays and Articles”, p.243, Cambridge University Press

Oh literature, oh the glorious Art, how it preys upon the marrow in our bones. It scoops the stuffing out of us, and chucks us aside. Alas!

Art, Literature, Bones

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.417, Cambridge University Press

In the end, for congenial sympathy, for poetry, for work, for original feeling and expression, for perfect companionship with one's friends--give me the country.

Friends, Sympathy, Country

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.117, Cambridge University Press

But then peace, peace! I am so mistrustful of it: so much afraid that it means a sort of weakness and giving in.

Peace, Mean, Giving

D. H. Lawrence, Warren Roberts, James T. Boulton, Elizabeth Mansfield (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.170, Cambridge University Press

Another head - and a black alpaca jacket and a serviette this time - to tell us coffee is ready. Not before it is time, too.

Coffee, Black, Jackets

D. H. Lawrence, Mara Kalnins (2002). “Sea and Sardinia”, p.32, Cambridge University Press

The near end of the street was rather dark and had mostly vegetable shops. Abundance of vegetables - piles of white and green fennel, like celery, and great sheaves of young, purplish, sea-dust-coloured artichokes . . . long strings of dried figs, mountains of big oranges, scarlet large peppers, a large slice of pumpkin, a great mass of colours and vegetable freshness. . . .

Dark, Vegetables, Sea

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

The history of the cosmos is the history of the struggle of becoming. When the dim flux of unformed life struggled, convulsed back and forth upon itself, and broke at last into light and dark came into existence as light, came into existence as cold shadow then every atom of the cosmos trembled with delight.

God, Struggle, Dark

D. H. Lawrence (2008). “Complete Poems by Lawrence: Easyread Super Large 24pt Edition”, p.385, ReadHowYouWant.com

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