And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
D. H. LAWRENCEA little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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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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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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I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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You’re spending your life without renewing it. You’ve got to be amused, properly healthily amused. You’re spending your vitality without making any. Can’t go on you know. Depression! Avoid depression!
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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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Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
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What one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.
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I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea.
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As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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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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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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You can’t insure against the future, except by really believing in the best bit of you, and in the power beyond it.
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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
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But the act, called the sexual act, is not for the depositing of seed. It is for leaping off into the unknown, as from a cliff’s edge, like Sappho into the sea.
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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
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Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.
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Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
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The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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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.
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A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
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He worked very hard, till nothing lived in him but his eyes.
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