Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
D. H. LAWRENCEShe was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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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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All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
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You’re spending your life without renewing it. You’ve got to be amused, properly healthily amused. You’re spending your vitality without making any. Can’t go on you know. Depression! Avoid depression!
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We fucked a flame into being.
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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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Love is never a fulfillment. Life is never a thing of continuous bliss. There is no paradise. Fight and laugh and feel bitter and feel bliss: and fight again. Fight, fight. That is life.
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As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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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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For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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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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I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts or my thoughts the result of my dreams.
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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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That’s how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don’t want to belong to me.
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One must learn to love, and go through a good deal of suffering to get to it, and the journey is always towards the other soul.
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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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