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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

The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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Human Oneself Philosophy Soul Thinking
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 human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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Beauty Food Human Need Soul
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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Act Sea Sex
I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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Discover Hate Love Myself
Never trust the teller, trust the tale. The proper function of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
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Creation Story Trust
He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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Fear Himself Oneself People
If a woman hasn’t got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she’s a dry stick as a rule.
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Herself Woman
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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Alone People Reality Togetherness
A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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Man World
All that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets,unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.
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Laughter Ourselves Philosophy Touch
For to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
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Deep Desire End Philosophy
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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Feeling Goodness Myself Writing
Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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Man Revenge Woman
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
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

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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