Primarily I am a passionately religious man, and my novels must be written from the depth of my religious experience. D. H. Lawrence More Quotes by D. H. Lawrence More Quotes From D. H. Lawrence I'll do my life work, sticking up for the love between man and woman. D. H. Lawrence love-isinspirationalmen Why is a door-knob deader than anything else? D. H. Lawrence knobsdoors For whereas the mind works in possibilities, the intuitions work in actualities, and what you intuitively desire, that is possible to you. Whereas what you mentally or "consciously" desire is nine times out of ten impossible; hitch your wagon to a star, or you will just stay where you are. D. H. Lawrence intuitionstarsmind We only seem to learn from Life that Life doesn't matter so much as it seemed to do - it's not so burningly important, after all, what happens. We crawl, like blinking sea-creatures, out of the Ocean onto a spur of rock, we creep over the promontory bewildered and dazzled and hurting ourselves, then we drop in the ocean on the other side: and the little transit doesn't matter so much. D. H. Lawrence oceanhurtlife Sentimentalism is the working off on yourself of feelings you haven't really got. D. H. Lawrence literaturehavensfeelings The true self is not aware that it is a self. A bird, as it sings, sings itself. But not according to a picture. It has no idea of itself. D. H. Lawrence selfbirdideas Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time. D. H. Lawrence blowtimewind Nothing is as bad as a marriage that's a hopeless failure. D. H. Lawrence hopeless The acrid scents of autumn, Reminiscent of slinking beasts, make me fear D. H. Lawrence scentnovemberautumn I like relativity and quantum theories because I don't understand them and they make me feel as if space shifted about like a swan that can't settle, refusing to sit still and be measured; and as if the atom were an impulsive thing always changing its mind. D. H. Lawrence swansspacescience Mystic equality lies in abstraction, not in having or in doing, which are processes. In function and process, one man, one part, must of necessity be subordinate to another. It is a condition of being. D. H. Lawrence processmenlying For us to go to Italy and to penetrate into Italy is like a most fascinating act of self-discovery D. H. Lawrence penetrateselfdiscovery Sunday night meant, in the dark, wintry, rainy Midlands ... anywhere where two creatures might stand and squeeze together and spoon.... Spooning was a fine art, whereas kissing and cuddling are calf-processes. D. H. Lawrence sundaydarkart Sometimes snakes can’t slough. They can’t burst their old skin. Then they go sick and die inside the old skin, and nobody ever sees the new pattern. It needs a real desperate recklessness to burst your old skin at last. You simply don’t care what happens to you, if you rip yourself in two, so long as you do get out. D. H. Lawrence snakesripreal Every new stroke of civilization has cost the lives of countless brave men, who have fallen defeated by the dragon, in their efforts to win the apples of the Hesperides, or the fleece of gold. Fallen in their efforts to overcome the old, half sordid savagery of the lower stages of creation, and win the next stage. D. H. Lawrence dragonswinningmen There is the unknown and the unknowable which propounds all creation. This we cannot love , we can only accept it as a term of our own limitation and ratification. We can only know that from the unknown, profound desires enter in upon us, and that the fulfilling of these desires is the fulfilling of creation. D. H. Lawrence creationdesireprofound Try to find your deepest issue in every confusion, and abide by that. D. H. Lawrence issuesconfusiontrying I've never seen a wild thing feel sorry for itself. D. H. Lawrence wild-thingssorryfeels Every civilization when it loses its inner vision and its cleaner energy, falls into a new sort of sordidness, more vast and more stupendous than the old savage sort. An Augean stable of metallic filth. D. H. Lawrence visioncivilizationfall Go deeper than love, for the soul has greater depths, love is like the grass, but the heart is deep wild rock molten, yet dense and permanent. Go down to your deep old heart, and lose sight of yourself. And lose sight of me, the me whom you turbulently loved. Let us lose sight of ourselves, and break the mirrors. For the fierce curve of our lives is moving again to the depths out of sight, in the deep living heart. D. H. Lawrence heartlove-ismoving
