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
science oneness space
One might talk about the sanity of the atom the sanity of space the sanity of the electron the sanity of water- For it is all alive and has something comparable to that which we call sanity in ourselves. The only oneness is the oneness of sanity.
science ties atoms
...where the electron behaves and misbehaves as it will, where the forces tie themselves up into knots of atoms and come united...
dark dust vegetables
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. . . .
discovery self penetrate
For us to go to Italy and to penetrate into Italy is like a most fascinating act of self-discovery
lonely children responsibility
I don't like your miserable lonely single front name. It is so limited, so meager; it has no versatility; it is weighted down with the sense of responsibility; it is worn threadbare with much use; it is as bad as having only one jacket and one hat; it is like having only one relation, one blood relation, in the world. Never set a child afloat on the flat sea of life with only one sail to catch the wind.
book feelings criticism
Literary criticism can be no more than a reasoned account of the feeling produced upon the critic by the book he is criticising.
men self suffering
I am only half there when I am ill, and so there is only half a man to suffer. To suffer in one's whole self is so great a violation, that it is not to be endured.
paris what-matters joy
Yea, Paris is a festive ton -- a festive Ton for all! Skate o'er on joy -- Thin crust of gilded, polished joy! What matters it if Hell's beneath?
dream healing past
At the back of my life's horizon, where the dreamings of past lives crowd.
hypocrisy people bluffs
Happiness was a term of hypocrisy used to bluff other people.
reality hypocrisy over-it
The only reality was nothingness, and over it a hypocrisy of words.
believe men soul
How can any man be free without a soul of his own, that he believes in and won't sell at any price?
dust turns substitution
When love turns into dust, money becomes the substitution.
world intricacy ghastly
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.