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
artist literature morality
The true artist doesn't substitute immorality for morality. On the contrary, he always substitutes a finer morality for a grosser one.
artist might censorship
The upshot was, my paintings must burn that English artists might finally learn.
artist literature never-trust
Never trust the artist. Trust the tale. The proper function of the critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
artist two way
The artist usually sets out -- or used to -- to point a moral and adorn a tale. The tale, however, points the other way, as a rule. Two blankly opposing morals, the artist's and the tale's. Never trust the artist. Trust the tale. The proper functions of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
strong men artist
An artist is only an ordinary man with a greater potentiality--same stuff, same make up, only more force. And the strong driving force usually finds his weak spot, and he goes cranked, or goes under.
men artist ordinary
An artist is only an ordinary man with a greater potentiality.
artist world fit
Every true artist is the salvation of every other. Only artists produce for each other a world that is fit to live in.
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Never trust the artist. Trust the tale. The proper function of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
body cosmos great heart knows moon power run smallest sun vast whose
We and the cosmos are one. The cosmos is a vast 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 gleaming nerve-centre from which we quiver forever. Who knows the power that
holy humble
Too much of the humble Willy wet-leg / And the holy can't-help-it touch.
loneliness filled-in waiting
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.
too-much divine destruction
As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
animal thrill want
You don't want to be an animal, you want to observe your own animal functions, so as to get a mental thrill out of them. It is allpurely secondary--and more decadent than the most hide-bound intellectualism.
women thinking giving
That's just what a woman is. She thinks she knows what's good for a man, and she's going to see he gets it; and no matter if he's starving, he may sit and whistle for what he needs, while she's got him, and is giving him what's good for him.