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
rest-of-life literature care
The American grips himself, at the very sources of his consciousness, in a grip of care: and then, to so much of the rest of life, is indifferent. Whereas, the European hasn't got so much care in him, so he cares much more for life and living.
people soul literature
That is almost the whole of Russian literature: the phenomenal coruscations of the souls of quite commonplace people.
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.
hate literature generations
We have to hate our immediate predecessors to get free of their authority.
luck want literature
I prefer unlucky things. Luck is vulgar. Who wants what luck would bring? I don't.
men literature moral
Psychoanalysis is out, under a therapeutic disguise, to do away entirely with the moral faculty in man.
two-sides people literature
One can no longer live with people: it is too hideous and nauseating. Owners and owned, they are like the two sides of a ghastly disease.
art literature bones
Oh literature, oh the glorious Art, how it preys upon the marrow in our bones. It scoops the stuffing out of us, and chucks us aside. Alas!
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.
life literature repetition
But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
christian men literature
The Christian fear of the pagan outlook has damaged the whole consciousness of man.
literature consciousness ends
Consciousness is an end in itself. We torture ourselves getting somewhere, and when we get there it is nowhere, for there is nowhere to get to.
women literature dry
If a woman hasn't got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she's a dry stick as a rule.
freedom people literature
Do not allow to slip away from you freedoms the people who came before you won with such hard knocks.