D. H. Lawrence
1885 – 1930
Who was D. H. Lawrence?
David Herbert Lawrence was an English novelist, poet, playwright, essayist, literary critic and painter who published as D. H. Lawrence. His collected works represent an extended reflection upon the dehumanising effects of modernity and industrialisation. In them, Lawrence confronts issues relating to emotional health and vitality, spontaneity, and instinct.
Lawrence's opinions earned him many enemies and he endured official persecution, censorship, and misrepresentation of his creative work throughout the second half of his life, much of which he spent in a voluntary exile which he called his "savage pilgrimage." At the time of his death, his public reputation was that of a pornographer who had wasted his considerable talents. E. M. Forster, in an obituary notice, challenged this widely held view, describing him as, "The greatest imaginative novelist of our generation." Later, the influential Cambridge critic F. R. Leavis championed both his artistic integrity and his moral seriousness, placing much of Lawrence's fiction within the canonical "great tradition" of the English novel. Lawrence is now valued by many as a visionary thinker and significant representative of modernism in English literature.
- Literature is a toil and a snare, a curse that bites deep.
- The world of men is dreaming, it has gone mad in its sleep, and a snake is strangling it, but it can't wake up.
- If a woman hasn't got a tiny streak of a harlot in her, she's a dry stick as a rule.
- My God, these folks don't know how to love -- that's why they love so easily.
- Myth is an attempt to narrate a whole human experience, of which the purpose is too deep, going too deep in the blood and soul, for mental explanation or description.
- I believe a man is born first unto himself --for the happy developing of himself, while the world is a nursery, and the pretty things are to be snatched for, and pleasant things tasted; some people seem to exist thus right to the end. But most are born again on entering manhood; then they are born to humanity, to a consciousness of all the laughing, and the never-ceasing murmur of pain and sorrow that comes from the terrible multitudes of brothers.
- The one woman who never gives herself is your free woman, who is always giving herself.
- I believe that a man is converted when first he hears the low, vast murmur of life, of human life, troubling his hitherto unconscious self.
- Brute 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 was not a Word, but a chirrup.
- We only seem to learn from Life that Life doesn't matter so much as it seemed to do -- it's not so burningly important, after all, what happens. We crawl, like blinking sea-creatures, out of the Ocean onto a spur of rock, we creep over the promontory bewildered and dazzled and hurting ourselves, then we drop in the ocean on the other side: and the little transit doesn't matter so much.
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- Sep 11, 1885
- Also known as
- D.H. Lawrence
- David Herbert Lawrence
- David Herbert Richards Lawrence
- Frieda von Richthofen
(1914/07/13 - 1930/03/02)
- Frieda von Richthofen
- University of Nottingham
- Nottingham High School
- Lived in
- Vale of Health
- Mar 2, 1930
on July 23, 2013
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