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One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.

D. H. Lawrence

When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Lonely Lost Myself People Space
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Feeling Goodness Myself Writing
Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
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Deep Money Poison Yourself
I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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Fear Myself Reality
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
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Flower Heart Lost Save
Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Death Greatness Human Ourselves Race Tree
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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Flower Love Yourself
We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Fall Hard Time Inspirational Live
Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Alone People Reality Togetherness World
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Art Breathe Life Oneself
He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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Fear Himself Oneself People
The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Beautiful Freedom Love Woman
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
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Kill Soul
What liars poets and everybody were! They made one think one wanted sentiment. When what one supremely wanted was this piercing, consuming, rather awful sensuality.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Lying Poet Thinking
That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Oneself Philsophy Place World

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