“On revient toujours a son premier amour." It sounds like a cynicism to-day. As if we really meant: "On ne revient jamais a son premier amour." But as a matter of fact, a man never leaves his first love, once… — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“It all had to be squeezed and squeezed again, to provide a thrill, to provide enjoyment. What did people mean, with their simply determined… — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“I WANT her though, to take the same from me. She touches me as if I were herself, her own. She has not realized yet, that fearful thing, that I am the other, she thinks we are all of one piece. It is painfully untrue. I want her to touch me at last, ah, on the root and quick of… — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share
“His body was urgent against her, and she didn't have the heart anymore to fight...She saw his eyes, tense and brilliant, fierce, not loving. But her will had left her. A strange weight was on her limbs. She was giving way. She was giving up...she had to lie down there under the boughs of the tree, like an animal, while… — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share
“If only you could tell them that living and spending isn't the same thing.” — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“Ce vreau eu sa stiu - ce ma nedumereste pe mine - este cum pot oamenii care traiesc in aceeasi tara, care vorbesc aceeasi… — D.h. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“Me? Oh, intellectually I believe in having a good heart, a chirpy penis, a lively intelligence, and the courage to say ‘shit!’ in front… — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“Couldn't one go right away, to the far ends of the earth, and be free from it all? One could not. The far ends… — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“Is there not the massive brilliant, out-flinging recklessness in the male soul, summed up in the sudden word: Andiamo! Andiamo! Let us go on.… — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“He had no particular character, having always depended on his position in society to give him position among men.” — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“she would be free of mundane care, she was a pure will towards right. She had sold herself, but she had a new freedom.… — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
