I should like [people] to like the purely individual thing in themselves, which makes them act in singleness. and They only like to do the collective thing.
D. H. LawrenceIt was not the passion that was new to her, it was the yearning adoration. She knew she had always feared it, for it left her helpless; she feared it still, lest if se adored him too much, then she would lose herself, become effaced, and she did not want to be effaced, a slave, like a savage woman. She must not become a slave. She feared her adoration, yet she would not at once fight against it.
D. H. LawrenceNow man cannot live without some vision of himself. But still less can he live with a vision that is not true to his inner experience and inner feeling.
D. H. LawrenceBrute force crushes many plants. Yet the plants rise again. The Pyramids will not last a moment compared with the daisy. And before Buddha or Jesus spoke the nightingale sang, and long after the words of Jesus and Buddha are gone into oblivion the nightingale still will sing. Because it is neither preaching nor commanding nor urging. It is just singing. And in the beginning it was not a Word, but a chirrup.
D. H. Lawrence