Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
D. H. LAWRENCEBe still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
D. H. LAWRENCEHe worked very hard, till nothing lived in him but his eyes.
D. H. LAWRENCEOne could laugh at the world better if it didn’t mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
D. H. LAWRENCEOnly youth has a taste of immortality.
D. H. LAWRENCESometimes life takes hold of one, carries the body along, accomplishes one’s history, and yet is not real, but leaves oneself as it were slurred over.
D. H. LAWRENCEThere is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
D. H. LAWRENCEHe knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
D. H. LAWRENCEHe felt he had lost it for good, he knew what it was to have been in communication with her, and to be cast off again. In misery, his heart like a heavy stone, he went about unliving.
D. H. LAWRENCEThe novel is the one bright book of life. Books are not life. They are only tremulations on the ether. But the novel as a tremulation can make the whole man alive tremble.
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. LAWRENCEUsed to all kinds of society, she watched people as one reads the pages of a novel, with a certain disinterested amusement.
D. H. LAWRENCEObscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
D. H. LAWRENCEFor to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
D. H. LAWRENCEWhat the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
D. H. LAWRENCELife is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
D. H. LAWRENCEMankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
D. H. LAWRENCE