I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
D. H. LAWRENCEI never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
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. LAWRENCETheir whole life depends on spending money, and now they’ve got none to spend. That’s our civilization and our education: bring up the masses to depend entirely on spending money, and then the money gives out.
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. 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. LAWRENCEThat’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
D. H. LAWRENCEPerhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
D. H. LAWRENCEAs we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
D. H. LAWRENCEVitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
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. LAWRENCEA little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
D. H. LAWRENCEMoney poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
D. H. LAWRENCEAll hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
D. H. LAWRENCEFor my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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. LAWRENCE