Lyric and sensual, D.H. Lawrence's last novel is one of the major works of fiction of the twentieth century. Filled with scenes of intimate beauty, explores the emotions of a lonely woman trapped in a sterile marriage and her growing love for the robust gamekeeper of her husband's estate.... read more
In the beginning of the novel the reader is introduced to Connie and her sister Hilda, educated women with understanding and modern parents. Connie marries Sir Clifford Chatterly because of their mutual intellectual attraction, and moves into her husband's ancestral home, Wragby Hall, but... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“And that is how we are. By strength of will we cut off our inner intuitive knowledge from admitted consciousness.”
“Ours 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.”
“The only unfortunate thing was that men lagged so far behind women in the matter. They insisted on the sex thing like dogs.”
“A woman could take a man without really giving herself away. Certainly she could take him without giving herself into his power. Rather she could use this sex thing to have power over him. For she only had to hold herself back in sexual intercourse, and let him finish and expend himself without herself coming to the crisis: and then she could prolong the connection and achieve her orgasm and her crisis while he was merely her tool.”
“But that is how men are! Ungrateful and never satisfied. When you don't have them they hate you because you won't; and when you do have them they hate you again, for some other reason. Or for no reason at all, except that they are discontented children, and can't be satisfied whatever they get, let a woman do what she may.”
“All the great words, it seemed to Connie, were cancelled for her generation: love, joy, happiness, home, mother, father, husband, all these great, dynamic words were half dead now, and dying from day to day. Home was a place you lived in, love was a thing you didn't fool yourself about, joy was a word you applied to a good Charleston, happiness was a term of hypocrisy used to bluff other people, a father was an individual who enjoyed his own existence, a husband was a man you lived with and kept going in spirits. As for sex, the last of the great words, it was just a cocktail term for an excitement that bucked you up for a while, then left you more raggy than ever. Frayed!”
“...the young ones get mad because they’ve no money to spend. Their whole life depends on spending money, and now they’ve got none to spend. That’s our civilization and our education: bring up the masses to depend entirely on spending money, and then the money gives out. If you could only tell them that living and spending isn’t the same thing! But it’s no good. If only they were educated to LIVE instead of earn and spend...”
“There'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.”
There'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.Highlighted by 10 Kindle customers
The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.Highlighted by 9 Kindle customers
The only unfortunate thing was that men lagged so far behind women in the matter. They insisted on the sex thing like dogs.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
It's the life-long companionship that matters. It's the living together from day to day, not the sleeping together once or twice.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
Ours 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.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
The world is supposed to be full of possibilities, but they narrow down to pretty few in most personal experience.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
And here lies the vast importance of the novel, properly handled. It can inform and lead into new places the flow of our sympathetic consciousness, and it can lead our sympathy away in recoil from things gone dead. Therefore, the novel, properly handled, can reveal the most secret places of life: for it is in the passional secret places of life, above all, that the tide of sensitive awareness needs to ebb and flow, cleansing and freshening.Highlighted by 5 Kindle customers
Sex and a cocktail: they both lasted about as long, had the same effect, and amounted to about the same thing.Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
Oh, intellectually I believe in having a good heart, a chirpy penis, a lively intelligence, and the courage to say 'shit!' in front of a lady.'Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
They lived freely among the students, they argued with the men over philosophical, sociological and artistic matters, they were just as good as the men themselves: only better, since they were women.Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
Chronology
Introduction
Further reading
A note on the texts
Chapters 1 - 19
A propos of Lady Chatterley's Lover
Appendix
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