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
love spiritual men
When love enters, the whole spiritual constitution of a man changes, is filled with the Holy Ghost, and almost his form is altered.
spiritual eye people
The east is not for me--the sensuous spiritual voluptuousness, the curious sensitiveness of the naked people, their black, bottomless, hopeless eyes.
spiritual punishment dangerous
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
spiritual evolve guts
Whatever God there is is slowly eliminating the guts and alimentary system from the human being, to evolve a higher, more spiritual being.
spiritual lying confused
The lion shall never lie down with the lamb. The lion eternally shall devour the lamb, the lamb eternally shall be devoured. Man knows the great consummation in the flesh, the sensual ecstasy, and that is eternal. Also the spiritual ecstasy of unanimity, that is eternal. But the two are separate and never to be confused.
spiritual games hymns
If I take my whole, passionate, spiritual and physical love to the woman who in return loves me, that is how I serve God. And my hymn and my game of joy is my work.
body eras spirit
The history of our era is the nauseating and repulsive history of the crucifixion of the procreative body for the glorification ofthe spirit.
autumn spirit feels
It's autumn ... and everybody feels like a disembodied spirit then.
christian greatness past venture
I know the greatness of Christianity; it is a past greatness.... I live in 1924, and the Christian venture is done.
blowing blows direction fine wind
Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! / A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.
almost knew open patches soothing trees
I never knew how soothing trees are - many trees and patches of open sunlight, and tree-presences - it is almost like having another being
feelings individual man mass men purely thoughts tiniest touch
No man is or can be purely individual. The mass of men have only the tiniest touch of individuality: if any. The mass of men live and move, think and feel collectively, and have practically no individual emotions, feelings or thoughts at all. They ar
peace possess
Take nothing, to say: I have it! For you can possess nothing, not even peace.
america denied deny life mechanical rome
Evil, what is evil? There is only one evil, to deny life As Rome denied Etruria And mechanical America Montezuma still