D. H. Lawrence Quotes

There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it.

If your whole world of a band or music is taking place in a digital realm or on technological devices, it's all mediated through those things. That takes away from the experiential and sensual nature of music. That's a lot less exciting for me to think about. It's not my ideal way of living with music.

We strive for beauty and balance, the sensual over the sentimental.

The erotic is a measure between the beginnings of our sense of self and the chaos of our strongest feelings.

As a painter, cursed or blessed with a terrible and vital sensuousness, I must look for wisdom with my eyes. I repeat, with my eyes, for nothing could be more ridiculous or irrelevant than a 'philosophical conception painted purely intellectually without the terrible fury of the senses grasping each visible form of beauty and ugliness.

And now I know why they invented words for love, why they had to: It's the only thing that can come close to describing what I feel in that moment, the baffling mixture of pain and pleasure and fear and joy, all running sharply through me at once.

yes, Wagner and the storm intermix with the wine as nights like this run up my wrists and up into my head and back down into the gut

We looked at each other until it felt like everything would burst into flames

It feels almost soft, like something to be caressed. Only gold feels that way.

It's hard to decide who's truly brilliant; it's easier to see who's driven, which in the long run may be more important.

Here’s the thing, making out with a girl on camera … They’re beautiful and soft. I get why you guys are into it.

And if there is still one hellish, truly accursed thing in our time, it is our artistic dallying with forms, instead of being like victims burnt at the stake, signaling through the flames.

love is a hawk with velvet claws love is a rock with heart and veins love is a lion with satin jaws love is a storm with silken reins

Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way.

You have never loved me as I love you--never--never! Yours is not a passionate heart--your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite-- not a woman!

What everyone forgets is that passion is not merely a heightened sensual fusion but a way of life which produces, as in the mystics, an ecstatic awareness of the whole of life.

The world is charged with the grandeur of God. It will flame out, like shining from shook foil; It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil Crushed.

Marriage follows on love as smoke on flame.

Fashion is instinctive and sensual. Learn to love what you wear. It should feel like eating chocolates...wi thout the calories

Joy is the holy fire that keeps our purpose warm and our intelligence aglow.

The sensual caress of waist deep cold smoke.... glory in skiing virgin snow, in being the first to mark the powder with the signature of their run.

He bit the inside of his cheek, Death purring wildy. The pleasure of her touch, even one so innocent, rocked him to the core.

I've run into people in my life who were so dramatic; people who are so extreme and so frustrating to be around that you end up thinking about them and talking about them for literally years after your experience with them is over.

Painting or poetry is made as one makes love - a total embrace, prudence thrown to the winds, nothing held back.

Anger, though, is too fierce a flame to last for long, and when it burned out, I was left numb and wondering.