D. H. Lawrence
D. H. Lawrence
David Herbert Richards Lawrencewas an English novelist, poet, playwright, essayist, literary critic and painter who published as D. H. Lawrence. His collected works, among other things, represent an extended reflection upon the dehumanising effects of modernity and industrialisation. In them, some of the issues Lawrence explores are emotional health, vitality, spontaneity and instinct...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth11 September 1885
heart eye violet
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
love-you half know-yourself
Nobody knows you. You don't know yourself. And I, who am half in love with you, What am I in love with? My own imaginings?
flower butterfly wings
And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place - even the butterfly. But humanity never gets beyond the caterpillar stage -it rots in the chrysalis, it never will have wings.It is anti-creation, like monkeys and baboons.
cosmos mankind rhythm
Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
emotional thinking soul
When the emotional soul receives a wounding shock, the soul seems to recover as the body recovers. But this is only in appearance. Slowly, slowly the wound to the soul begins to make itself felt, like a bruise, which only slowly deepens its terrible ache, till it fills all the psyche. And when we think we have recovered and forgotten, it is then that the terrible after-effects have to be encountered at their worst.
long matter miserable
So long as you don't feel life's paltry and a miserable business, the rest doesn't matter, happiness or unhappiness.
money play done
Money is a sort of instinct. It's a sort of property of nature in a person to make money. It's nothing you do. It's no trick you play. It's a sort of permanent accident of your own nature; once you start, you make money, and you go on. . . But you've got to begin. . . You've got to get in. You can do nothing if you are kept outside. You've got to beat your way in. Once you've done that, you can't help it!
christian greatness past
I know the greatness of Christianity; it is a past greatness.. I live in 1924, and the Christian venture is done.
enemy disaster
I cannot get any sense of an enemy - only of a disaster.
desire ends finality
For to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
self my-family
In my very own self, I am part of my family.
sleep home two
In the ancient recipe, the three antidotes for dullness or boredom are sleep, drink, and travel. It is rather feeble. From sleep you wake up, from drink you become sober, and from travel you come home again. And then where are you? No, the two sovereign remedies for dullness are love or a crusade.
hands alcohol drug
Poe tried alcohol, and any drug he could lay his hands on. He also tried any human being he could lay his hands on.
culture bait drink
Don't be sucked in by the su-superior, don't swallow the culture bait, don't drink, don't drink and get beerier and beerier, do learn to discriminate.