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“All the lot. Their spunk is gone dead. Motor-cars and cinemas and aeroplanes suck that last bit out of them. I tell you, every generation breeds a more rabbity generation, with India rubber tubing for guts and tin legs and tin faces. Tin people! It’s all a steady sort of bolshevism just killing off the human thing, and worshipping the mechanical thing. Money, money, money! All the modern lot get their real kick out of killing the old human feeling out of man, making mincemeat of the old Adam and the old Eve. They’re all alike. The world is all alike: kill off the human reality, a quid for every foreskin, two quid for each pair of balls. What is cunt but machine-fucking! — It’s all alike. Pay ’em money to cut off the world’s cock. Pay money, money, money to them that will take spunk out of mankind, and leave ’em all little twiddling machines.”

Quote by D. H. Lawrence

Work

Lady Chatterley's Lover

Published in 1928, the novel is known for its explicit sexual content and its exploration of the relationship between a working-class woman and her aristocratic husband. more

Author

D. H. Lawrence
D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence was an English novelist and poet, born on September 11, 1885, and died on March 2, 1930. He is recognized for his distinctive prose style and his exploration of complex human relationships, particularly in the context of modernity and industrialization. His works often deal with themes of love, sex, and the struggle for individuality. more

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