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D. H. Lawrence Quotes - Page 6

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I hate the actor and audience business. An author should be in among the crowd, kicking their shins or cheering them on to some mischief or merriment.

I hate the actor and audience business. An author should be in among the crowd, kicking their shins or cheering them on to some mischief or merriment.

Cheer, Hate, Kicking

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2003). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.201, Cambridge University Press

This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us. This makes us secret and rotten.

Evil, Secret, Passionate

D. H. Lawrence, George J. Zytaruk, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.315, Cambridge University Press

Sex is really only touch, the closest of all touch. And it's touch we're afraid of.

Sex, Closest

D. H. Lawrence (2016). “D. H. Lawrence: The Complete Novels (Book House)”, p.2635, Book House

My soul is my great asset and my great misfortune.

Soul, Assets, My Soul

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.53, Cambridge University Press

The one woman who never gives herself is your free woman, who is always giving herself.

Women, Giving, Literature

You're spending your life without renewing it. You've got to be amused, properly healthily amused. You're spending your vitality without making any. Can't go on you know. Depression! Avoid depression!

Vitality, Goes On, Spending

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.3754, Delphi Classics

Ethics and equity and the principles of justice do not change with the calendar.

Ethical Principles, Justice, Judging

"Medical Ethics and Humanities". Book by Frederick Adolf Paola, Robert Walker, Lois LaCivita Nixon, March 9, 2010.

The near touch of death may be a release into life; if only it will break the egoistic will, and release that other flow.

Death, Vanity, Broken

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.8354, Delphi Classics

Patience! Patience! The world is a vast and ghastly intricacy of mechanism, and one has to be very wary, not to get mangled by it.

World, Intricacy, Ghastly

D. H. Lawrence (2016). “D. H. Lawrence: The Complete Novels (Book House)”, p.2638, Book House

When science starts to be interpretive it is more unscientific even than mysticism.

Science, Accounts, Mysticism

D. H. Lawrence (2008). “Complete Poems by Lawrence: Easyread Super Large 24pt Edition”, p.412, ReadHowYouWant.com

One doesn't know, till one is a bit at odds with the world, how much one's friends who believe in one rather generously, mean to one.

Friendship, Real, Believe

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

The deadly Hydra now is the hydra of Equality. Liberty, Equality and Fraternity is the three-fanged serpent.

Equality, Liberty, Three

D. H. Lawrence, George J. Zytaruk, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.366, Cambridge University Press

Beauty is a mystery. You can neither eat it nor make flannel out of it.

Beauty, Beautiful, Flannels

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2004). “D. H. Lawrence: Late Essays and Articles”, p.145, Cambridge University Press

Can you understand how cruelly I feel the lack of friends who will believe in me a bit?

Friendship, Believe, Feels

It's no good trying to get rid of your own aloneness. You've got to stick to it all your life. Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you have to wait for the times. Accept your own aloneness and stick to it, all your life. And then accept the times when the gap is filled in, when they come. But they've got to come. You can't force them.

Loneliness, Filled In, Waiting

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.3815, Delphi Classics

Sex is the one thing you cannot really swindle; and it is the centre of the worst swindling of all, emotional swindling.... Sex lashes out against counterfeit emotion, and is ruthless, devastating against false love.

Sex, Emotional, False Love

D. H. Lawrence, Michael Squires (2002). “Lady Chatterley's Lover and A Propos of 'Lady Chatterley's Lover'”, p.313, Cambridge University Press

My great religion is a belief in the blood, the flesh, as being wiser than the intellect. We can go wrong in our minds. But what our blood feels and believes and says, is always true. The intellect is only a bit and a bridle.

Truth, Believe, Intelligent

D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2000). “The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.53, Cambridge University Press

For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.

Love, Broken Heart, Dawn

David Herbert Lawrence (1994). “The Works of D.H. Lawrence: With an Introduction and Bibliography”, p.219, Wordsworth Editions

Don't you find it a beautiful clean thought, a world empty of people, just uninterrupted grass, and a hare sitting up?

Inspiring, Beautiful, Animal

Women in Love (1920) ch. 11

Sometimes snakes can’t slough. They can’t burst their old skin. Then they go sick and die inside the old skin, and nobody ever sees the new pattern. It needs a real desperate recklessness to burst your old skin at last. You simply don’t care what happens to you, if you rip yourself in two, so long as you do get out.

Rip, Real, Snakes

D. H. Lawrence, Ezra Greenspan, Lindeth Vasey (2003). “Studies in Classic American Literature”, p.57, Cambridge University Press

One never can know the whys and the wherefores of one's passional changes.

Literature, Knows

D. H. Lawrence, Dieter Mehl (2002). “The Fox, The Captain's Doll, The Ladybird”, p.113, Cambridge University Press

Lies About Love We are all liars, because The truth of yesterday becomes a lie tomorrow, Whereas letters are fixed, and we live by the letter of truth. The love I feel for my friend, this year, is different from the love I felt last year. If it were not so, it would be a lie. Yet we reiterate love! love! love! as if it were a coin with fixed value instead of a flower that dies, and opens a different bud.

Liars, Lying, Flower

David Herbert Lawrence (1994). “The Works of D.H. Lawrence: With an Introduction and Bibliography”, p.552, Wordsworth Editions

This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. That I must have the courage to let them come and go. That I will never let mankind put anything over me, but that I will try always to recognize and submit to the gods in me and the gods in other men and women. There is my creed.

Believe, Dark, Men

That she bear children is not a woman's significance. But that she bear herself, that is her supreme and risky fate.

Children, Fate, Bears

D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.7681, Delphi Classics

I never knew how soothing trees are-many trees and patches of open sunlight, and tree presences; it is almost like having another being.

Nature, Tree, Sunlight

D. H. Lawrence (2007). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence: October 1916-June 1921”, p.224, Cambridge University Press

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