The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
D. H. LAWRENCEYou love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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If you could only tell them that living and spending isn’t the same thing! But it’s no good. If only they were educated to live instead of earn and spend, they could manage very happily.
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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
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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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The only rule is, do what you really, impulsively, wish to do. But always act on your own responsibility, sincerely. And have the courage of your own strong emotion.
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Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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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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This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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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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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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I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts or my thoughts the result of my dreams.
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Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.
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