A woman has to live her life, or live to repent not having lived it.
WomenD. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverThere's lots of good fish in the sea... maybe... but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you're not mackerel or herring yourself, you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea.
Singles & DatingD. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverPerhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.
D. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverSex and a cocktail: they both lasted about as long, had the same effect, and amounted to the same thing.
Sex, CocktailsD. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverI only want one thing of men, and that is, that they should leave me alone.
Feminism, Dump-QuotesD. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverIt's no good trying to get rid of your own 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 own 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.
Solitude & Being AloneD. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverA little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
D. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverWhat the eye doesn't see and the mind doesn't know, doesn't exist.
Mind & Apprehension, SeeingD. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverNever was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
1920sD. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverMe? Oh, intellectually I believe in having a good heart, a chirpy p-nis, a lively intelligence, and the courage to say 'shit!' in front of a lady.
D. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverMoney is a sort of instinct. It's a sort of property of nature in a man to make money.
MoneyD. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's LoverOurs is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We've got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
1920sD. H. Lawrence in Lady Chatterley's Lover