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Nobody knows you. You don’t know yourself. And I, who am half in love with you, What am I in love with? My own imaginings?

D. H. Lawrence

If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Alone Himself People
If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Fall Love Moon Myself
Instead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
D. H. LAWRENCE

World Yourself
Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Hot Passion Talk Word Yourself
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Feeling Money Myself Peace Poison
Only youth has a taste of immortality.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Forever Mortal Taste Youth
Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don’t want any more of your meretricious persiflage.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Alone Leaving Myself Yourself
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Eyes Myself Nature Perfection Sea Sun
Sometimes life takes hold of one, carries the body along, accomplishes one’s history, and yet is not real, but leaves oneself as it were slurred over.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Accomplishment History Hold Leaving Life Myself Oneself Reality
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Kill Soul
Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Deep Money Poison Yourself
I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Fear Myself Reality
He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Fear Himself Oneself People
Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Age Feeling Ourselves Reality
She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Death Herself Shame Woman
A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
D. H. LAWRENCE

Love Luxury Man Poor Satisfaction Woman

Nobody knows you. You don’t know yourself. And I, who am half in love with you, What am I in love with? My own imaginings?

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