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Life is a travelling to the edge of knowledge, then a leap taken.
D. H. Lawrence
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D. H. Lawrence
Age: 45 †
Born: 1885
Born: January 1
Died: 1930
Died: January 1
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The great mass of humanity should never learn to read or write.
D. H. Lawrence
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.
D. H. Lawrence
We don't exist unless we are deeply and sensually in touch with that which can be touched but not known.
D. H. Lawrence
Morality in the novel is the trembling instability of the balance. When the novelist puts his thumb in the scale, to pull down the balance to his own predilection, that is immorality.
D. H. Lawrence
But I like the feel of men on things, while they're alive. There's a feel of men about trucks, because they've been handled with men's hands, all of them.
D. H. Lawrence
Nothing is as bad as a marriage that's a hopeless failure.
D. H. Lawrence
Naught is possessed, neither gold, nor land nor love, nor life, nor peace, nor even sorrow nor death, nor yet salvation. Say of nothing: It is mine. Say only: It is with me.
D. H. Lawrence
Only in a novel are all things given full play.
D. H. Lawrence
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.
D. H. Lawrence
I always feel as if I stood naked for the fire of Almighty God to go through me--and it's rather an awful feeling. One has to be so terribly religious to be an artist.
D. H. Lawrence
The cosmos is a vast living body, of which we are still parts. The sun is a great heart whose tremors run through our smallest veins. The moon is a great nerve center from which we quiver forever. Who knows the power that Saturn has over us, or Venus? But it is a vital power, rippling exquisitely through us all the time.
D. H. Lawrence
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.
D. H. Lawrence
Why does the thin grey strand Floating up from the forgotten Cigarette between my fingers, Why does it trouble me?
D. H. Lawrence
Primarily I am a passionately religious man, and my novels must be written from the depth of my religious experience.
D. H. Lawrence
It's hard to ravish a tin of sardines.
D. H. Lawrence
I would like [the working man] to give me back books and newspapers and theories. And I would like to give him back, in return, his old insouciance, and rich, original spontaneity and fullness of life.
D. H. Lawrence
Most men have a deadness in them that frightens me so because of my own deadness. Why can't men get their life straight, like St.Mawr, and then think? Why can't they think quick, mother: quick as a woman: only farther than we do?
D. H. Lawrence
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.
D. H. Lawrence
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.
D. H. Lawrence
Why were we driven out of Paradise? Why did we fall into this gnawing disease of unappeasable dissatisfaction? Not because we sinned. Ah, no. All the animals in Paradise enjoyed the sensual passion of coition. Not because we sinned. But because we got sex into our head.
D. H. Lawrence
