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D.H. Lawrence Biography

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“I consider this is really the heart of England,’ said Clifford to Connie, as he sat there in the dim February sunshine. ‘Do you?’ she said, seating herself in her blue knitted dress, on a stump by the path. ‘I do! this is the old England, the heart of it; and I intend to keep it intact.’ ‘Oh yes!’ said Connie. But, as she said it she heard the eleven-o’clock hooters at Stacks Gate colliery. Clifford was too used to the sound to notice.”

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Book:Lady Chatterley’s Lover
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“Literary criticism can be no more than a reasoned account of the feeling produced upon the critic by the book he is criticizing. Criticism can never be a science: it is, in the first place, much too personal, and in the second, it is concerned with values that science ignores. The touchstone is emotion, not reason. We judge a work of art by its effect on our sincere and vital emotion, and nothing else. All the critical twiddle-twaddle about style and form, all this pseudoscientific classifying and analysing of books in an imitation-botanical fashion, is mere impertinence and mostly dull jargon.”

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Author:D.H. Lawrence
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“Ένας διαφορετικός εαυτός ζούσε εντός της. Έκαιγε λιωμένος, απαλός κι ευαίσθητος μέσα στη μήτρα και τα σπλάχνα της. Και μ’ αυτόν τον άλλον εαυτό της, τον λάτρευε. Μέχρι που τα γόνατά της λύγιζαν την ώρα που περπατούσε. Βαθιά μέσα, η μήτρα και τα σπλάχνα της ξεχείλιζαν και γέμιζαν ζωή, αλλά ταυτόχρονα ένιωθε ευάλωτη και απελπισμένη από τον τρόπο που τον λάτρευε, σαν το πιο ονειροπαρμένο θηλυκό.”

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Book:Lady Chatterley’s Lover
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“The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love. The only unfortunate thing was that men lagged so far behind women in the matter. They insisted on the sex thing like dogs...And a woman had to yield. A man was like a child with his appetites. A woman had to yield him what he wanted, or like a child he would probably turn nasty and flounce away and spoil what was a very pleasant connection.”

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Book:Lady Chatterley’s Lover
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“واقعیت غم انگیز این است که، افسوس، دقیقا همان کسی که آن حسن نیت عام به او ابراز می شود آن را یک جور توهین تلقی می کند؛ و بدین ترتیب آن حسن نیت نوعی غرض ورزی به بار می آورد.”

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Book:Love Among the Haystacks and Other Stories
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“It's no good trying to get rid of your aloneness. You've got to stick to it all your life. Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you have to wait for the times. Accept your aloneness and stick to it, all your life. And then accept the times when the gap is filled in, when they come. But they've got to come. You can't force them.”

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Book:Lady Chatterley’s Lover
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“She was to be content to weave a steady life with him, all one fabric, but perhaps brocaded with the occasional flower of an adventure. But how could she know what she would feel next year? How could one ever know? How could one say Yes? for years and years? The little yes, gone on a breath! Why should one be pinned down by that butterfly word? Of course it had to flutter away and be gone, to be followed by other yes's and no's! Like the straying of butterflies.”

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Book:Lady Chatterley’s Lover
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“Many ways she tried, of escape. She became an assiduous church-goer. But the language meant nothing to her: it seemed false. She hated to hear things expressed, put into words. Whilst the religious feelings were inside her they were passionately moving. In the mouth of the clergyman, they were false, indecent. She tried to read. But again the tedium and the sense of falsity of the spoken word put her off. She went to stay with girl friends. At first she thought it splendid. But then the inner boredom came on, it seemed to her all nothingness. And she felt always belittled, as if never, never could she stretch her length and stride her stride.”

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Book:The Rainbow
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“Yet we must know, if only in order to learn not to known. The supreme lesson of human consciousness is to learn how not to know. That is, how not to interfere. That is, how to live dynamically, from the great Source, and not statically, like machines driven by ideas and principles from the head, or automatically from one fixed desire. At last, knowledge must be put into its true place in the living activity of man. And we must know deeply, in order to do that.”

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Book:Psychoanalysis and the Unconscious and Fantasia of the Unconscious
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