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All that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets,unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.

D. H. Lawrence

Used to all kinds of society, she watched people as one reads the pages of a novel, with a certain disinterested amusement.
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Book Herself Kind People Reading
For to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
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Deep Desire End Philosophy
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
We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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Fall Hard Time Inspirational Live
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
But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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Better Death Life Live
One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.
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Book Emotion Present Sick
You can’t insure against the future, except by really believing in the best bit of you, and in the power beyond it.
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Believe Beyond Future Power Yourself
Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
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Age Feeling Ourselves Reality
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
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Kill Soul
The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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Death Help See Spiritual
A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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People Wonderful
He felt he had lost it for good, he knew what it was to have been in communication with her, and to be cast off again. In misery, his heart like a heavy stone, he went about unliving.
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Feeling Goodness Heart Himself Live Lost Misery
Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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Forever Mortal Taste Youth
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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Creation Story Trust
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

All that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets,unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.

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