David Herbert Richards "D. H." Lawrence (11 September 1885 – 2 March 1930) was an English novelist, poet, playwright, essayist, literary critic and painter.
His collected works represent, among other thi...
D. H. Lawrence Life
D. H. Lawrence Love
In every living thing there is the desire for love. D. H. Lawrence
In every living thing there is the desire for love.
There's always the hyena of morality at the garden gate, and the real wolf at the end of the street. D. H. Lawrence
There's always the hyena of morality at the garden gate, and the real wolf at the end of the street.
If a woman hasn't got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she's a dry stick as a rule. D. H. Lawrence
If a woman hasn't got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she's a dry stick as a rule.
Life is a travelling to the edge of knowledge, then a leap taken. D. H. Lawrence
Life is a travelling to the edge of knowledge, then a leap taken.
It's bad taste to be wise all the time, like being at a perpetual funeral. D. H. Lawrence
It's bad taste to be wise all the time, like being at a perpetual funeral.
The fairest thing in nature, a flower, still has its roots in earth and manure. D. H. Lawrence
The fairest thing in nature, a flower, still has its roots in earth and manure.
The business of art is to reveal the relation between man and his environment. D. H. Lawrence
The business of art is to reveal the relation between man and his environment.
Tragedy is like strong acid - it dissolves away all but the very gold of truth. D. H. Lawrence
Tragedy is like strong acid - it dissolves away all but the very gold of truth.
I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets. D. H. Lawrence
I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.
She had borne so long this cruelty of belonging to him and not being claimed by him D. H. Lawrence
She had borne so long this cruelty of belonging to him and not being claimed by him
Men! The only animal in the world to fear. D. H. Lawrence
Men! The only animal in the world to fear.
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved. The warmth, the security and peace of soul, the utter comfort from the touch of the other, knits the sleep, so that it takes the body and soul completely in its healing D. H. Lawrence
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved. The warmth, the security and peace of soul, the utter comfort from the touch of the other, knits the sleep, so that it takes the body and soul completely in its healing