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D. H. Lawrence Quotes - Page 5

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Tragedy is like strong acid - it dissolves away all but the very gold of truth.

Tragedy is like strong acid - it dissolves away all but the very gold of truth.

Strong, Tragedy, Gold

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.248, Cambridge University Press

Sacred love is selfless, seeking not its own. The lover serves his beloved and seeks perfect communion of oneness with her.

Love, Oneness, Perfect

D. H. Lawrence, Michael Herbert (1988). “Reflections on the Death of a Porcupine and Other Essays”, p.9, Cambridge University Press

When we get out of the glass bottle of our ego ... things will happen to us so that we don't know ourselves. Cool, unlying life will rush in.

Travel, Glasses, Ego

The more scholastically educated a man is generally, the more he is an emotional boor.

Men, Emotional, Educated

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.8936, Delphi Classics

If it doesn't absorb you, if it isn't any fun, don't do it.

Fun, Ifs, Values

I like to write when I feel spiteful; it's like having a good sneeze.

Writing, Sneezing, Spiteful

Letter to Lady Cynthia Asquith,?25 Nov. 1913, in Collected Letters (1962) vol. 1, p. 246

God doesn't know things. He is things.

Reality, Literature, Knows

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.736, Delphi Classics

There is an eternal vital correspondence between our blood and the sun: there is an eternal vital correspondence between our nerves and the moon. If we get out of contact and harmony with the sun and moon, then both turn into great dragons of destruction against us.

Moon, Dragons, Blood

D. H. Lawrence, Mara Kalnins (2002). “Apocalypse and the Writings on Revelation”, p.77, Cambridge University Press

How beautiful maleness is, if it finds its right expression.

Beautiful, Expression, Literature

D. H. Lawrence, Mara Kalnins (2002). “Sea and Sardinia”, p.62, Cambridge University Press

What we want is to destroy our false, inorganic connections, especially those related to money, and re-establish the living organic connections, with the cosmos, the sun and earth, with mankind and nation and family. Start with the sun, and the rest will slowly, slowly happen.

Connections, Cosmos, Earth

D. H. Lawrence, Mara Kalnins (2002). “Apocalypse and the Writings on Revelation”, p.149, Cambridge University Press

But that is how men are! Ungrateful and never satisfied. When you don't have them they hate you because you won't; and when you do have them they hate you again, for some other reason. Or for no reason at all, except that they are discontented children, and can't be satisfied whatever they get, let a woman do what she may.

Children, Hate, Men

D. H. Lawrence (1994). “D.H. Lawrence: Selected Works”, Gramercy

The profoundest of all sensualities is the sense of truth and the next deepest sensual experience is the sense of justice.

Justice, Sensual, Literature

D. H. Lawrence (2008). “Complete Poems by Lawrence: Easyread Super Large 24pt Edition”, p.277, ReadHowYouWant.com

The man who had died looked nakedly on life, and saw a vast resoluteness everywhere flinging itself up in stormy or subtle wave-crests.... always the man who had died saw not the bird alone, but the short, sharp wave of life of which the bird was the crest.

Life, Nature, Men

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.4361, Delphi Classics

Never trust the teller, trust the tale.

Trust, Gossip, Never Trust

"Coming to You Live: The Oscar Hopefuls!" by Gregg Kilday, www.hollywoodreporter.com. November 6, 2012.

It's better to be born lucky than rich. If you're rich, you may lose your money, but if you're born lucky, you will always have more money.

Lucky, May, Rich

The lion shall never lie down with the lamb. The lion eternally shall devour the lamb, the lamb eternally shall be devoured. Man knows the great consummation in the flesh, the sensual ecstasy, and that is eternal. Also the spiritual ecstasy of unanimity, that is eternal. But the two are separate and never to be confused.

Spiritual, Confused, Lying

D. H. Lawrence, Paul Eggert (2002). “Twilight in Italy and Other Essays”, p.56, Cambridge University Press

Sleep is a hint of lovely oblivion.

Sleep, Lovely, Hints

D. H. Lawrence (2008). “Complete Poems by Lawrence: Easyread Super Large 24pt Edition”, p.528, ReadHowYouWant.com

What the eye doesn't see and the mind doesn't know, doesn't exist.

Eye, Mind, Knows

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.3700, Delphi Classics

One realm we have never conquered: the pure present.

Realms, Pure

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

It's autumn and everybody feels like a disembodied spirit then.

Autumn, Spirit, Feels

"Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence".

Let man only approach his own self with a deep respect, even reverence for all that the creative soul, the God-mystery within us, puts forth. Then we shall all be sound and free. Lewdness is hateful because it impairs our integrity and our proud being. The creative, spontaneous soul sends forth its promptings of desire and aspiration in us. These promptings are our true fate, which is our business to fulfill. A fate dictated from outside, from theory or from circumstance, is a false fate.

Fate, Self, Creative

We have buried so much of the delicate magic of life.

Magic, Magic Of Life, Buried

D. H. Lawrence, Keith Sagar (1986). “Selected Poetry”, ePenguin

When I wish I was rich, then I know I am ill.

Wish, Rich, Ill

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.6669, Delphi Classics

And all the time she felt the reflection of his hopelessness in her. She couldn't quite, quite love in hoplessness. And he, being hopeless, couldn't ever love at all.

Reflection, Hopeless, Hopelessness

For how can a man stand, unless he have something sure under his feet. Can a man tread the unstable water all his life, and call that standing? Better give in and drown at once.

Men, Feet, Giving

D. H. Lawrence (2008). “The Rainbow”, p.172, OUP Oxford

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