D. H. Lawrence Quotes About Death

Quotes about: Death

• The dead don't die. They look on and help.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Death, Funeral, Looks

  Letter to J. Middleton Murry, 2 February 1923, in H. T. Moore (ed.) 'Collected Letters of D. H. Lawrence' (1962) vol. 2

• Build then the ship of death, for you must take the longest journey, to oblivion.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Death, Journey, Ships

  D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.6883, Delphi Classics

• Now it is autumn and the falling fruit
  and the long journey towards oblivion.
  The apples falling like great drops of dew
  to bruise themselves an exit from themselves.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Death, Fall, Autumn

  D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.6883, Delphi Classics

• The near touch of death may be a release into life; if only it will break the egoistic will, and release that other flow.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Death, Vanity, Broken

  D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.8354, Delphi Classics

• We are dying, we are dying, we are all of us dying
  and nothing will stay the death-flood rising within us
  and soon it will rise on the world, on the outside world.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Death, Dying, Rising

  David Herbert Lawrence (1994). “The Works of D.H. Lawrence: With an Introduction and Bibliography”, p.604, Wordsworth Editions

• I can only see death and more death, till we are black and swollen with death.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Death, War, Black

• Oh build your ship of death. Oh build it! For you will need it. For the voyage of oblivion awaits you.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Death, Atheism, Needs

  D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.4113, Delphi Classics

• O pity the dead that are dead, but cannot make
  the journey, still they moan and beat
  against the silvery adamant walls of life's exclusive city.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Death, Wall, Journey

• Only this shimmeriness is the real living. The shape is a dead crust. The shimmer is inside really.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Life, Death, Real

  D. H. Lawrence (2016). “D. H. Lawrence: The Complete Novels (Book House)”, p.462, Book House

• Most men have a deadness in them that frightens me so because of my own deadness. Why can't men get their life straight, like St.Mawr, and then think? Why can't they think quick, mother: quick as a woman: only farther than we do?

  D. H. Lawrence

  Death, Mother, Women

  D. H. Lawrence, Brian Finney (1983). “St Mawr and Other Stories”, p.61, Cambridge University Press

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