What the eye doesn't see and the mind doesn't know, doesn't exist. D. H. Lawrence More Quotes by D. H. Lawrence More Quotes From D. H. Lawrence The Moon is a white strange world, great, white, soft-seeming globe in the night sky, and what she actually communicates to me across space I shall never fully know. But the Moon that pulls the tides, and the Moon that controls the menstrual periods of women, and the Moon that touches the lunatics, she is not the mere dead lump of the astronomist. . . . When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness. D. H. Lawrence moon sky night Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind. D. H. Lawrence hate body mind That's just what a woman is. She thinks she knows what's good for a man, and she's going to see he gets it; and no matter if he's starving, he may sit and whistle for what he needs, while she's got him, and is giving him what's good for him. D. H. Lawrence women giving thinking If a woman's got nothing but her fair fame to feed on, why, it's thin tack, and a donkey would die of it! D. H. Lawrence women donkey fame I think societal instinct much deeper than sex instinct — and societal repression much more devastating. D. H. Lawrence society sex thinking I am only half there when I am ill, and so there is only half a man to suffer. To suffer in one's whole self is so great a violation, that it is not to be endured. D. H. Lawrence suffering self men How can any man be free without a soul of his own, that he believes in and won't sell at any price? D. H. Lawrence soul men believe Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own. D. H. Lawrence real age feelings The only reality was nothingness, and over it a hypocrisy of words. D. H. Lawrence over-it hypocrisy reality There is no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. D. H. Lawrence smooth obstacles rounds Sleep seems to hammer out for me the logical conclusions of my vague days, and offer them to me as dreams. D. H. Lawrence reflection dream sleep You can have your cake and eat it. But my God, it will go rotten inside you. D. H. Lawrence rotten cake It grew late. Through the open door, stealthily, came the scent of madonna lilies, almost as if it were prowling abroad. D. H. Lawrence smell nature doors A man will part with anything so long as he's drunk, and you're drunk with him. D. H. Lawrence drunk men long The journey of love has been rather a lacerating, if well-worth-it, journey. D. H. Lawrence wells has-beens journey A house o' women is as dead as a house wi' no fire, to my thinkin'. I'm not a spider as likes to corner myself. I like a man about, if he's only something to snap at. D. H. Lawrence fire house men I love you, rotten, Delicious rottenness. ...wonderful are the hellish experiences, Orphic, delicate Dionysos of the Underworld. D. H. Lawrence rotten love-you wonderful there is no pornography without a secrecy. D. H. Lawrence pornography secrecy The novel is the highest example of subtle interrelatedness that man has discovered. D. H. Lawrence subtle example men Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved. D. H. Lawrence beloved perfect sleep
