D.H. Lawrence (3)

It is so much more difficult to live with one's body than with one's soul. One's body is so much more exacting: what it won't have it won't have, and nothing can make bitter into sweet.

D.H. Lawrence

There is no such thing as sin. There is only life and anti-life.

D.H. Lawrence

Myth is an attempt to narrate a whole human experience, of which the purpose is too deep, going too deep in the blood and soul, for mental explanation or description.

D.H. Lawrence

We and the cosmos are one. The cosmos is a vast body, of which we are still parts. The sun is a great heart whose tremors run through our smallest veins. The moon is a great gleaming nerve-centre from which we quiver forever. Who knows the power that Saturn has over us or Venus? But it is a vital power, rippling exquisitely through us all the time... Now all this is literally true, as men knew in the great past and as they will know again

D.H. Lawrence

For man, as for flower and beast and bird, the supreme triumph is to be most vividly, most perfectly alive.

D.H. Lawrence

You'll never succeed in idealizing hard work. Before you can dig mother earth you've got to take off your ideal jacket. The harder a man works, at brute labor, the thinner becomes his idealism, the darker his mind.

D.H. Lawrence

I feel I cannot touch humanity, even in thought, it is abhorrent to me. But a work of art is an act of faith, as Michael Angelo says, and one goes on writing, to the unseen witnesses.

D.H. Lawrence

I can't bear art that you can walk round and admire. A book should be either a bandit or a rebel or a man in the crowd.

D.H. Lawrence

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. Lawrence

An artist is only an ordinary man with a greater potentiality--same stuff, same make up, only more force. And the strong driving force usually finds his weak spot, and he goes cranked, or goes under.

D.H. Lawrence

Naught is possessible, neither gold, nor land nor love, nor life, nor peace, nor even sorrow nor death, nor yet salvation. Say of nothing: It is mine. Say only: It is with me.

D.H. Lawrence

Temperance: Eat and carouse with Bacchus, or munch dry bread with Jesus, but don't sit down without one of the gods.

D.H. Lawrence

God how I hate new countries: They are older than the old, more sophisticated, much more conceited, only young in a certain puerile vanity more like senility than anything.

D.H. Lawrence

If only we could have two lives: the first in which to make one's mistakes, which seem as if they have to be made; and the second in which to profit by them.

D.H. Lawrence

One could laugh at the world better if it didn't mix tender kindliness with its brutality.

D.H. Lawrence

This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us. This makes us secret and rotten.

D.H. Lawrence

I cannot cure myself of that most woeful of youth's follies--thinking that those who care about us will care for the things that mean much to us.

D.H. Lawrence

Take nothing, to say: I have it! For you can possess nothing, not even peace.

D.H. Lawrence

How beastly the bourgeois is especially the male of the species.

D.H. Lawrence

Men are free when they are in a living homeland, not when they are straying and breaking away. Men are free when they are obeying some deep, inward voice of religious belief. Obeying from within. Men are free when they belong to a living, organic, believing community, active in fulfilling some unfulfilled, perhaps unrealized purpose. Not when they are escaping to some wild west. The most unfree souls go west, and shout of freedom. Men are freest when they are most unconscious of freedom. The shout is a rattling of chains, always was.

D.H. Lawrence

Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.

D.H. Lawrence

Be a good animal, true to your animal instincts.

D.H. Lawrence

D.H. Lawrence

It is so much more difficult to live with one's body than with one's soul. One's body is so much more exacting: what it won't have it won't have, and nothing can make bitter into sweet.

There is no such thing as sin. There is only life and anti-life.

Myth is an attempt to narrate a whole human experience, of which the purpose is too deep, going too deep in the blood and soul, for mental explanation or description.

For man, as for flower and beast and bird, the supreme triumph is to be most vividly, most perfectly alive.

You'll never succeed in idealizing hard work. Before you can dig mother earth you've got to take off your ideal jacket. The harder a man works, at brute labor, the thinner becomes his idealism, the darker his mind.

I feel I cannot touch humanity, even in thought, it is abhorrent to me. But a work of art is an act of faith, as Michael Angelo says, and one goes on writing, to the unseen witnesses.

I can't bear art that you can walk round and admire. A book should be either a bandit or a rebel or a man in the crowd.

Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot.

An artist is only an ordinary man with a greater potentiality--same stuff, same make up, only more force. And the strong driving force usually finds his weak spot, and he goes cranked, or goes under.

Try to find your deepest issue in every confusion, and abide by that.

The human soul needs actual beauty more than bread.

God is only a great imaginative experience.

Naught is possessible, neither gold, nor land nor love, nor life, nor peace, nor even sorrow nor death, nor yet salvation. Say of nothing: It is mine. Say only: It is with me.

Temperance: Eat and carouse with Bacchus, or munch dry bread with Jesus, but don't sit down without one of the gods.

God how I hate new countries: They are older than the old, more sophisticated, much more conceited, only young in a certain puerile vanity more like senility than anything.

If only we could have two lives: the first in which to make one's mistakes, which seem as if they have to be made; and the second in which to profit by them.

One could laugh at the world better if it didn't mix tender kindliness with its brutality.

This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us. This makes us secret and rotten.

I cannot cure myself of that most woeful of youth's follies--thinking that those who care about us will care for the things that mean much to us.

Take nothing, to say: I have it! For you can possess nothing, not even peace.

How beastly the bourgeois is especially the male of the species.

Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.

Be a good animal, true to your animal instincts.