If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
D. H. LAWRENCEThose 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.
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I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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She was not herself–she was not anything. She was something that is going to be–soon–soon–very soon. But as yet, she was only imminent.
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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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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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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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I would rather sit still in a state of peace on a stone than ride in the motor-car of a multi-millionaire and feel the peacelessness of the multi-millionaire poisoning me.
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He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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Man is a mistake. He must go.
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If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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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.
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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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For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
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