966 Quotes by D. H. Lawrence

Isn’t it god’s own image? tramping his thirty miles a day after partridges, or a little rubber ball? wouldn’t you like to be like that, well off, and quite the thing?

Nobody knows you. You don’t know yourself. And I, who am half in love with you, What am I in love with? My own imaginings?

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.

It’s bad taste to be wise all the time, like being at a perpetual funeral.

Nothing is as bad as a marriage that’s a hopeless failure.

But his dread was the nights when he could not sleep. Then it was awful indeed, when annihilation pressed in on him on every side. Then it was ghastly, to exist without having any life: lifeless, in the night, to exist.

Love’s a dog in a manger.

It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.

What one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.