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Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years.

D. H. Lawrence

He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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Fear Himself Oneself People
She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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Death Herself Shame Woman
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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Company Perfection
But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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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.
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Feeling Fight Laughter Life Love Satisfaction
Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years.
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Hands Life Man Touch Transformation Weakness
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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Oneself Philsophy Place World
The novel is the one bright book of life. Books are not life. They are only tremulations on the ether. But the novel as a tremulation can make the whole man alive tremble.
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Alive Book Bright Life Man
But humanity never gets beyond the caterpillar stage -it rots in the chrysalis, it never will have wings.It is anti-creation, like monkeys and baboons.
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Animal Beyond Flower Humanity Wings
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
The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
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Beautiful Freedom Love 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.
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Hate Herself Live Word
The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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Beauty Food Human Need Soul
Every true artist is the salvation of every other. Only artists produce for each other a world that is fit to live in.
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Art Live True World
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.
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Lying Poet Thinking
Instead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
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World Yourself

Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years.

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