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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.

D. H. Lawrence

They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Herself Himself Love Togetherness
We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Fall Hard Time Inspirational Live
She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Death Herself Shame Woman
How she hated words, always coming between her and her life: they did the ravishing, if anything did: ready-made words and phrases, sucking all the live-sap out of living things.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Hate Herself Live Word
Those that go searching for love only make manifest their own lovelessness, and the loveless never find love, only the loving find love, and they never have to seek for it.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Love Search Seek
A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
D. H. LAWRENCE

People Wonderful
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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Eyes Myself Nature Perfection Sea Sun
He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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Fear Himself Oneself People
A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Man World
Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Deep Relationship Silence Word
The world is a raving idiot, and no man can kill it: though I’ll do my best. But you’re right. We must rescue ourselves as best we can.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Kill Man Ourselves Right World
But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Better Death Life Live
Love is never a fulfillment. Life is never a thing of continuous bliss. There is no paradise. Fight and laugh and feel bitter and feel bliss: and fight again. Fight, fight. That is life.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Feeling Fight Laughter Life Love Satisfaction
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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Feeling Goodness Myself Writing
I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts or my thoughts the result of my dreams.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Decision Deep Dream Myself Philosophy Result Thinking
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Animal Goodness Sea Yourself

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