But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
D. H. LAWRENCEThe novel is the one bright book of life. Books are not life. They are only tremulations on the ether. But the novel as a tremulation can make the whole man alive tremble.
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Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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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.
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Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.
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Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
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Sometimes life takes hold of one, carries the body along, accomplishes one’s history, and yet is not real, but leaves oneself as it were slurred over.
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You’re always begging things to love you, he said, as if you were a beggar for love. Even the flowers, you have to fawn on them–
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One could laugh at the world better if it didn’t mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
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The novel is the one bright book of life. Books are not life. They are only tremulations on the ether. But the novel as a tremulation can make the whole man alive tremble.
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One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.
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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
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And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
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For God’s sake, all of you, say spiteful things about me, then I shall know I mean something to you. Don’t say surgaries, or I’m done.
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We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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Don’t you find it a beautiful clean thought, a world empty of people, just uninterrupted grass, and a hare sitting up?
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