Since obscenity is the truth of our passion today, it is the only stuff of art -- or almost the only stuff. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Art is a form of supremely delicate awareness... meaning at-oneness, the state of being at one with the object. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
The upshot was, my paintings must burn that English artists might finally learn. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
A museum is not a first-hand contact: it is an illustrated lecture. And what one wants is the actual vital touch. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Oh literature, oh the glorious Art, how it preys upon the marrow in our bones. It scoops the stuffing out of us,… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
The essential function of art is moral. But a passionate, implicit morality, not didactic. A morality which changes the blood, rather than… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
I always feel as if I stood naked for the fire of Almighty God to go through me--and it's rather an awful… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
The picture must all come out of the artist's inside, awareness of forms and figures... It is more than memory. It is… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Never trust the artist. Trust the tale. The proper function of the critic is to save the tale from the artist who… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
And every true artist is the salvation of every other. But only artists produce for each other the world that is fit… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
The picture must all come out of the artist's inside. It is the image that lives in the consciousness, alive like a… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
The war is dreadful. It is the business of the artist to follow it home to the heart of the individual fighters… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Why has mankind had such a craving to be imposed upon? Why this lust after imposing creeds, imposing deeds, imposing buildings, imposing… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Design in art, is a recognition of the relation between various things, various elements in the creative flux. You can't invent a… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Art- speech is the only truth. An artist is usually a damned liar but his art, if it be art, will tell… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
I have lived among enough painters and around studios to have had all the theories - and how contradictory they are -… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
After all, the world is not a stage-not to me: nor a theatre: nor a show-house of any sort. And art, especially… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Art is a form of supremely delicate awareness and atonement — meaning atoneness, the state of being at one with the object. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share
and Venus among the fishes skips and is a she-dolphin she is the gay, delighted porpoise sporting with love and the sea she is… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share
If I had my way, I would build a lethal chamber as big as the Crystal Palace, with a military band playing softly, and… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share
Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great drops of dew to bruise… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share
We have to hate our immediate predecessors to get free of their authority. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share
Reach me a gentian, give me a torch! Let me guide myself with the blue, forked torch of a flower down the darker and… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share
The war is dreadful. It is the business of the artist to follow it home to the heart of the individual fighters - not… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share
The nearer a conception comes towards finality, the nearer does the dynamic relation, out of which this concept has arisen, draw to a close.… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share
If only we could live two lives: the first in which to make one's mistakes, and the second in which to profit by them. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share
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 Copy Share
