Quotes from DH Lawrence

Then she fell into that rapture of self-sacrifice, identifying herself with a God who was sacrificed, which gives to so many human souls their deepest bliss.

Frequently he hated Miriam. He hated her as she bent forward and pored over his things. He hated her way of patiently casting him up, as if he were an endless psychological account. When he was with her, he hated her for having

Was it actually her destiny to go on weaving herself into his life all the rest of her life? Nothing else? Was it just that? She was to be content to weave a steady life with him, all one fabric, but perhaps brocaded with the occasional lower of an adventure. But how could she know what she would feel next year? How could one ever know? How could one say Yes? for years and years? The little yes, gone on a breath! Why should one be pinned down by that butterfly word?

The point is not: take all thou hast and give to the poor, but use all thou hast to encourage the industry and give work to the poor.

But she did not suffer so much, because she despised the triviality of these other people.

Mr. Pappleworth arrived, chewing a chlorodyne gum, at about twenty to nine, when all the other men were at work.

All men are babies, when you come to the bottom of them. Why, I've handled some of the toughest customers as ever went down Tevershall pit. But let anything ail them so that you have to do for them, and they're babies, just big babies. Oh, there's not much difference in men!

You have an independent income, the only thing that never lets you down.

And it seemed she was like the sea, nothing but dark waves rising and heaving, heaving with a great swell, so that slowly her whole darkness was in motion, and she was Ocean rolling its dark, dumb mass.

Nobody can be more clownish, more clumsy and sententiously in bad taste than Herman Melville.

I don't believe in the world, not in money, nor in advancement, nor in the future of our civilization.

I want you to treat me nicely and respectfully. Call you 'sir', perhaps? she asked quietly. Yes, call me 'sir'. I should love it. Then I wish you would go upstairs, sir.