Maxioms by D. H. Lawrence
We don't exist unless we are deeply and sensually in touch with that which can be touched but not known.
We don't exist unless we are deeply and sensually in touch with that which can be touched but not known.
But the effort, the effort! And as the marrow is eaten out of a man's bones and the soul out read more
But the effort, the effort! And as the marrow is eaten out of a man's bones and the soul out of his belly, contending with the strange rapacity of savage life, the lower stage of creation, he cannot make the effort any more.
You'll never succeed in idealizing hard work. Before you can dig mother earth you've got to take off your ideal read more
You'll never succeed in idealizing hard work. Before you can dig mother earth you've got to take off your ideal jacket. The harder a man works, at brute labor, the thinner becomes his idealism, the darker his mind.
But then peace, peace! I am so mistrustful of it: so much afraid that it means a sort of weakness read more
But then peace, peace! I am so mistrustful of it: so much afraid that it means a sort of weakness and giving in.
The tragedy is when you've got sex in the head instead of down where it belongs.
The tragedy is when you've got sex in the head instead of down where it belongs.
