Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great drops of dew… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Censors are dead men set up to judge between life and death. For no live, sunny man would be a censor, he'd… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
The human consciousness is really homogeneous. There is no complete forgetting, even in death. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Death is ... a travelling asunder into elemental chaos. And from the elemental chaos all is cast forth again into creation. Therefore… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Oh build your ship of death. Oh build it! For you will need it. For the voyage of oblivion awaits you. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
The near touch of death may be a release into life; if only it will break the egoistic will, and release that… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
We are dying, we are dying, piecemeal our bodies are dying and our strength leaves us, and our soul cowers naked in… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
One should stick by one's soul, and by nothing else. In one's soul, one knows the truth from the untruth, and life… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Only this shimmeriness is the real living. The shape is a dead crust. The shimmer is inside really. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“I believe in being warm-hearted. I believe especially in being warm-hearted in love, in fucking with a warm heart. I believe if… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
O pity the dead that are dead, but cannot make the journey, still they moan and beat against the silvery adamant walls… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Build then the ship of death, for you must take the longest journey, to oblivion. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
We are dying, we are dying, we are all of us dying and nothing will stay the death-flood rising within us and… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Most men have a deadness in them that frightens me so because of my own deadness. Why can't men get their life… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
I can only see death and more death, till we are black and swollen with death. — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
We have to hate our immediate predecessors to get free of their authority. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
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 Image
They say geniuses mostly have great mothers. They mostly have sad fates. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
