Man is a mistake. He must go.
D. H. LAWRENCEPerhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.
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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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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.
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If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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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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A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
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Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you’re married and her name’s Bertha.
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For God’s sake, all of you, say spiteful things about me, then I shall know I mean something to you. Don’t say surgaries, or I’m done.
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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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It is a fine thing to establish one’s own religion in one’s heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing.
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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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I don’t want the corpses of flowers about 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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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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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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