Author: D. H. Lawrence

Cited by

• Sarah Combs (2)
  • IN: The Light Fantastic (2016) Contemporary, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: We've got to love, no matter how many skies have fallen.
    FROM: NULL, (1944), NULL, UK
• Barbara Taylor Bradford (3)
  • IN: Secrets from the Past (2013) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: In my own very self, I am part of my family.
    FROM: Apocolypse, (1930), Novel, UK
  • IN: Secrets From the Past (2013) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: In my own very self, I am part of my family.
    FROM: Apocalypse, (1931), Book, UK
  • IN: Secrets from the past (2012) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: In my own very self, I am part of my family.
    FROM: Apocalypse, (1931), Book, UK
• T.C Boyle (1)
  • IN: The Harder they Come (2015) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The Essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
    FROM: Studies in Classic American Literature, (1923), Book, UK
• Jennifer Cody Epstein (1)
  • IN: The Gods of Heavenly Punishment (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: There war is dreadful. It is the business of the artist to follow it home to the heart of the individual fighters -- not to talk in armies and nations and numbers -- but to track it home.
    FROM: Letter to Harriet Monroe, (1914), Letter, UK
• Geoff Dyer (2)
  • IN: Out of Sheer Rage: Wrestling with D. H. Lawrence (2014) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: ‘Out of sheer rage I’ve begun my book on Thomas Hardy. It will be about anything but Thomas Hardy I am afraid – queer stuff – but not bad.’
    FROM: NULL, (1914), NULL, UK
  • IN: Paris Trance (2014) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: The usual plan is to take two couples and develop their relationship. Most of George Eliot’s are on that plan. Anyhow, I don’t want a plot, I should be bored with it. I shall try two couples for a start.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Margaret Drabble (2)
  • IN: The Dark Flood Rises (2016) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Piecemeal the body dies, and the timid soul has her footing washed away, as the dark flood rises.
    FROM: The Ship of Death, (1932), Poem, UK
  • IN: The Flood Rises (2016) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Piecemeal the body dies, and the timid soul has her footing washed away, as the dark flood rises.
    FROM: "The Ship of Death", (1933), Poem, UK
• Stephen King (1)
  • IN: Lisey's Story (2006) Fiction, Horror, Gothic, American
    EPIGRAPH: If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
    FROM: The Rainbow, (1915), Novel, UK
• Brian Evenson (1)
  • IN: Fugue State (2009) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The scroll of the night sky seemed to roll back, showing a huge blood-dusky presence looming enormous, stooping, looking down, awaiting its moment.
    FROM: The Border Line, (1924), Short Story, UK
• Philip K. Dick (1)
  • IN: Galactic Pot Healer (1969) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: And truly I was afraid, I was most afraid, But even so, honoured still more That he should seek my hospitality From out the dark door of the secret earth.
    FROM: Snake, (1923), Poem, UK
• Stephen Gallagher (1)
  • IN: The Bedlam Detective (2012) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: It is no good casting out devils. They belong to us, we must accept them and be at peace with them.
    FROM: The Reality of Peace 1917, (1917), NULL, NULL
• Christopher J. Yates (1)
  • IN: Black Chalk (2013) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Never trust the artist. Trust the tale.
    FROM: Studies in Classic American Literature, (1923), Book, UK
• R. A. Sasaki (1)
  • IN: The Loom (1991) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: And out of a pattern of lies, art weaves the truth.
    FROM: Studies in Classic American Literature, (1923), Book, UK
• Jacquelyn Mitchard (1)
  • IN: Cage of Stars (2006) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: How many stars in your bowl? How many shadows in your soul?
    FROM: The Stars Stand Still (In A Boat), (1916), Poem, UK
• Shelly King (1)
  • IN: The Moment of Everything (2014) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: For Connie had adopted the standard of the young: what there was in the moment was everything. And moments followed one another without necessarily belonging to one another.
    FROM: Lady Chatterley's Lover, (1928), Novel, UK
• Patrick Gale (1)
  • IN: The Facts of Life (1995) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: I am ill because of wounds to the soul, to the deep emotional self And the wounds to the soul take a long, long time, only time can help and patience, and a certain difficult repentance long, difficult repentance, realisation of life's mistake, and the freeing oneself from the endless repetition of the mistake which mankind at large has chosen to sanctify.
    FROM: Healing, (None), Poem, UK
• Robert Cohen (1)
  • IN: Amateur Barbarians (2009) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Let a man go to the bottom of what he is, and believe in that.
    FROM: Letter to E. M. Forster, (1916), Letter, UK
• Salman Rushdie (1)
  • IN: The Golden House (2017) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: 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 to the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We've got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
    FROM: Lady Chatterly's Lover, (1928), Novel, UK
• Christopher Hope (1)
  • IN: My Mother's Lovers (2006) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Strange he is, my son, whom I have awaited like a lover. Strange to me like a captive in a foreign country ...
    FROM: Monologue of a Mother, (1916), Poem, UK
• T. C. Boyle (1)
  • IN: Whales Weep (1985) Fiction, Short Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all...
    FROM: "Whales Weep Not", (1933), Poem, UK
• Sue Townsend (1)
  • IN: The Adrian Mole Diaries (1982) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Paul walked with something screwed up tight inside him... yet he chatted away with his mother. He would never have confessed to her how he suffered over these things and she only partly guessed.
    FROM: Sons and Lovers, (1913), Novel, UK
• Joyce Carol Oates (1)
  • IN: Beasts (2002) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I love you, rotten, Delicious rottenness. ... wonderful are the hellish experiences, Orphic, delicate Dionysos of the Underworld.
    FROM: "Medlars and Sorb-Apples" from Birds, Beasts and Flowers, (None), Book, UK