They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.
D. H. LAWRENCEThey stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.
D. H. LAWRENCESleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
D. H. LAWRENCEYou can’t insure against the future, except by really believing in the best bit of you, and in the power beyond it.
D. H. LAWRENCEInstead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
D. H. LAWRENCEAll that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets,unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.
D. H. LAWRENCENobody 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?
D. H. LAWRENCEThe only rule is, do what you really, impulsively, wish to do. But always act on your own responsibility, sincerely. And have the courage of your own strong emotion.
D. H. LAWRENCETheir words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
D. H. LAWRENCEObscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
D. H. LAWRENCEHe knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
D. H. LAWRENCEI love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
D. H. LAWRENCEThey lived freely among the students, they argued with the men over philosophical, sociological and artistic matters, they were just as good as the men themselves: only better, since they were women.
D. H. LAWRENCEYou love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
D. H. LAWRENCEI can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts or my thoughts the result of my dreams.
D. H. LAWRENCEDon’t you find it a beautiful clean thought, a world empty of people, just uninterrupted grass, and a hare sitting up?
D. H. LAWRENCELove is never a fulfillment. Life is never a thing of continuous bliss. There is no paradise. Fight and laugh and feel bitter and feel bliss: and fight again. Fight, fight. That is life.
D. H. LAWRENCE