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D. H. Lawrence Quotes

Total quotes: 11
“Life is either a dream or a frenzy, inside an enclosure.”
— D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley’s Lover
Tagged: Life, Dream, Reality, fiction
“We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.”
— D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover
Tagged: Living, Life, struggles, enduring, Moving Forward, life advice, surviving, Inspirational, Motivational
“Nothing matters. Everything happens.”
— D. H. Lawrence, Phoenix: the Posthumous Papers of D. H. Lawrence
Tagged: Matters, Important, happenings, Life, normal
“I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.”
— D. H. Lawrence, Happy Birthday, D. H. Lawrence- Selected Quotes
Tagged: Regrets, Living Life To The Fullest, Happiness, Contentment
“…sex is just another form of talk, where you act the words instead of saying them.”
— D. H. Lawrence
Tagged: Sex, Sex Is..., D. H. Lawrence
“For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.”
— D. H. Lawrence, Pomegranate
Tagged: Love, Relationships, Dating, romance, inspiration, Sex, reevaluate
“Sex is really only touch, the closest of all touch. And it's touch we're afraid of.”
— D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover and A Propos of 'Lady Chatterley's Lover'
Tagged: Sex, Sex Is..., D. H. Lawrence
“I should feel the air move against me and feel the things I touched, instead of having only to look at them. I’m sure life is all wrong because it has become much too visual – we can neither hear nor feel nor understand, we can only see. I’m sure that is entirely wrong.”
— D. H. Lawrence, Women in Love
Tagged: Life, Feel, Touch, feel the things touched, look, visual, Understand, comprehend, life and wants, Hear, Living
“We fucked a flame into being.”
— D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover
Tagged: Sex, hookups
“I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.”
— D. H. Lawrence, The Complete Poems of D. H. Lawrence
Tagged: Self-Pity
“Then as he began to move, in the sudden helpless orgasm, there awoke in her new strange thrills rippling inside her. Rippling, rippling, rippling, like a flapping overlapping of soft flames, soft as feathers, running to points of brilliance, exquisite and melting her all molten inside. It was like bells rippling up and up to a culmination. She lay unconscious of the wild little cries she uttered at the last.”
— D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover (Bantam Classics)
Tagged: Sex, Love
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