D. H. Lawrence - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot.
But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot.
But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
The New York Review of Books
On this day in 1885 D. H. Lawrence was born.
If there is one quality about D. H. Lawrence that wins the wholehearted approval of Anthony Burgess in his very readable tour through the life and works, it is Lawrence’s Englishness. Lawrence was “the most English of writers,” writes Burgess, “the sort of good Englishman I can never myself be”: a s...
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