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The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.

D. H. Lawrence

She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Herself Love
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Be Yourself Change Herself Improvement
They lived freely among the students, they argued with the men over philosophical, sociological and artistic matters, they were just as good as the men themselves: only better, since they were women.
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Freedom Goodness Live Man Philosophy Woman
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Death Greatness Human Ourselves Race Tree
If you could only tell them that living and spending isn’t the same thing! But it’s no good. If only they were educated to live instead of earn and spend, they could manage very happily.
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Goodness Happiness Live Yourself
Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
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Alone People Reality Togetherness World
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
If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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Alone Himself People
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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Company Perfection
Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
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Hot Passion Talk Word Yourself
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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Flower Heart Lost Save
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.
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Accomplishment History Hold Leaving Life Myself Oneself Reality
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Art Breathe Life Oneself
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
I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Death Flower Myself
I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Fear Myself Reality

The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.

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