Every true artist is the salvation of every other. Only artists produce for each other a world that is fit to live in.
D. H. LAWRENCEEvery true artist is the salvation of every other. Only artists produce for each other a world that is fit to live in.
D. H. LAWRENCEShe would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
D. H. LAWRENCEInstead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
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. LAWRENCEYou love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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. LAWRENCEAnd besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
D. H. LAWRENCERecklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
D. H. LAWRENCEObscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
D. H. LAWRENCEThe beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
D. H. LAWRENCEPerhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
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. LAWRENCEHow she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
D. H. LAWRENCEIf only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
D. H. LAWRENCEBut humanity never gets beyond the caterpillar stage -it rots in the chrysalis, it never will have wings.It is anti-creation, like monkeys and baboons.
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. LAWRENCE