D. H. Lawrence

Reason is a supple nymph, and slippery as a fish by nature. She had as leave give her kiss to read more

Reason is a supple nymph, and slippery as a fish by nature. She had as leave give her kiss to an absurdity any day, as to syllogistic truth. The absurdity may turn out truer.

Never trust the teller. Trust the tale.

Never trust the teller. Trust the tale.

For whereas the mind works in possibilities, the intuitions work in actualities, and what you intuitively desire, that is possible read more

For whereas the mind works in possibilities, the intuitions work in actualities, and what you intuitively desire, that is possible to you. Whereas what you mentally or "consciously" desire is nine times out of ten impossible; hitch your wagon to a star, or you will just stay where you are.

But the effort, the effort! And as the marrow is eaten out of a man's bones and the soul out read more

But the effort, the effort! And as the marrow is eaten out of a man's bones and the soul out of his belly, contending with the strange rapacity of savage life, the lower stage of creation, he cannot make the effort any more.

You'll never succeed in idealizing hard work. Before you can dig mother earth you've got to take off your ideal read more

You'll never succeed in idealizing hard work. Before you can dig mother earth you've got to take off your ideal jacket. The harder a man works, at brute labor, the thinner becomes his idealism, the darker his mind.