D. H. Lawrence Quotes About Sleep

Quotes about: Sleep

• The world of men is dreaming, it has gone mad in its sleep, and a snake is strangling it, but it can't wake up.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Dream, Sleep, Men

  D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2000). “The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.100, Cambridge University Press

• A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board

  D. H. Lawrence

  Love You, Sleep, Men

  D. H. Lawrence, George J. Zytaruk, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.111, Cambridge University Press

• And if tonight my soul may find her peace in sleep, and sink in good oblivion, and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Peace, Morning, Flower

  "Shadows" l. 1 (1932)

• Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved. The warmth, the security and peace of soul, the utter comfort from the touch of the other, knits the sleep, so that it takes the body and soul completely in its healing.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Healing, Sleep, Perfect

  D. H. Lawrence (2016). “Sons and Lovers: Top Novelist Focus”, p.74, 谷月社

• There are three cures for ennui: sleep, drink and travel.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Sleep, Three, Drink

  D. H. Lawrence (2016). “D. H. Lawrence: The Complete Novels (Book House)”, p.1099, Book House

• Sleep is a hint of lovely oblivion.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Sleep, Lovely, Hints

  D. H. Lawrence (2008). “Complete Poems by Lawrence: Easyread Super Large 24pt Edition”, p.528, ReadHowYouWant.com

• All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Sleep, Romantic Love, Past

  D. H. Lawrence (2016). “Lady chatterleys lover”, p.180, D. H. Lawrence

• Sleep seems to hammer out for me the logical conclusions of my vague days, and offer them to me as dreams.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Dream, Sleep, Reflection

  D. H. Lawrence, James T. Boulton (2002). “The Letters of D. H. Lawrence”, p.359, Cambridge University Press

• Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Sleep, Perfect, Beloved

  D. H. Lawrence (2016). “Sons and Lovers: Top Novelist Focus”, p.74, 谷月社

• Ah, then, upon my bedroom I do draw
  The blind to hide the garden, where the moon
  Enjoys the open blossoms as they straw
  Their beauty for his taking, boon for boon.
  
  And I do lift my aching arms to you,
  And I do lift my anguished, avid breast,
  And I do weep for very pain of you,
  And fling myself at the doors of sleep, for rest.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Love, Pain, Sleep

  D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.6178, Delphi Classics

• In the ancient recipe, the three antidotes for dullness or boredom are sleep, drink, and travel. It is rather feeble. From sleep you wake up, from drink you become sober, and from travel you come home again. And then where are you? No, the two sovereign remedies for dullness are love or a crusade.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Home, Sleep, Two

  D.H. Lawrence (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)”, p.9406, Delphi Classics

• Creatures that hang themselves up like an old rag, to sleep;
  And disgustingly upside down.
  Hanging upside down like rows of disgusting old rags
  And grinning in their sleep.
  Bats!

  D. H. Lawrence

  Sleep, Rags, Bats

  D.H. Lawrence (2016). “Snake and Other Poems”, p.51, Courier Dover Publications

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