Oh build your ship of death. Oh build it! For you will need it. For the voyage of oblivion awaits you.
D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)
Source: The Ship of Death, 1932, X
Contributed by: Zaady
I never saw a wild thing Sorry for itself.
Source: Self-Pity, 1923
Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.
Source: Son of a Man Who Has Come Through, 1920
Sex and beauty are inseparable, like life and consciousness. And the intelligence which goes with sex and beauty, and arises out of sex and beauty, is intuition.
Source: Sex Versus Loveliness, 1930
If only I am keen and hard like the sheer tip of a wedge Driven by invisible blows, The rock will split, we shall come at the wonder, we shall find the Hesperides.
The world fears a new experience more than it fears anything. Because a new experience displaces so many old experiences. . . . The world doesn't fear a new idea. It can pigeon-hole any idea. But it can't pigeon-hole a real new experience.
Art-speech is the only truth. An artist is usually a damned liar, but his art, if it be art, will tell you the truth of his day.
How beastly the bourgeois is especially the male of the species.
Source: How Beastly the Bourgeois Is, 1929
Beauty is a mystery. You can neither eat it nor make flannel out of it.
Necessary, forever necessary, to burn out false shames and smelt the heaviest ore of the body into purity.
Source: Lady Chatterley's Lover, 1928
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