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Every true artist is the salvation of every other. Only artists produce for each other a world that is fit to live in.

D. H. Lawrence

I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Animal Death Feeling Myself See Wild
Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
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Death Greatness Human Ourselves Race Tree
Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
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Body Fear Mindset Resistance
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
Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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Forever Mortal Taste Youth
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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Act Courage Emotion Responsibility Rule Strong
Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you’re married and her name’s Bertha.
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Marriage Sin Yourself
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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Feeling Goodness Myself Writing
Those 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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Love Search Seek
But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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Better Death Life Live
The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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Beauty Food Human Need Soul
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
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
Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don’t want any more of your meretricious persiflage.
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Alone Leaving Myself Yourself
I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Death Flower Myself
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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Imagination Love Philosophy Relationship Yourself

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