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–
D. H. LAWRENCEAs we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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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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Be a good animal,true to your instincts.
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Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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It is a fine thing to establish one’s own religion in one’s heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing.
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If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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When we really want to go for something better, we shall smash the old. Until then, any sort of proposal, or making proposals, is no more than a tiresome game for self-important people.
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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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For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
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As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
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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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A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
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