That’s how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don’t want to belong to me.
D. H. LAWRENCEThat’s how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don’t want to belong to me.
D. H. LAWRENCEThe human soul needs beauty more than bread.
D. H. LAWRENCEI like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
D. H. LAWRENCEWhat one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.
D. H. LAWRENCEWhat the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
D. H. LAWRENCEA woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
D. H. LAWRENCEHow she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
D. H. LAWRENCEBut the act, called the sexual act, is not for the depositing of seed. It is for leaping off into the unknown, as from a cliff’s edge, like Sappho into the sea.
D. H. LAWRENCEOnly youth has a taste of immortality.
D. H. LAWRENCEMoney poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
D. H. LAWRENCEIt is a fine thing to establish one’s own religion in one’s heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing.
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. LAWRENCEI would rather sit still in a state of peace on a stone than ride in the motor-car of a multi-millionaire and feel the peacelessness of the multi-millionaire poisoning me.
D. H. LAWRENCEIf I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
D. H. LAWRENCEThose that go searching for love only make manifest their own lovelessness, and the loveless never find love, only the loving find love, and they never have to seek for it.
D. H. LAWRENCEA man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
D. H. LAWRENCE