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The human soul needs beauty more than bread.

D. H. Lawrence

This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
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Evil Passionate Worst
Man is a mistake. He must go.
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Himself Leaving Let Go Man Mistake
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
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
The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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Death Help See Spiritual
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
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
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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God Myself Praise Word
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
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
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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Mad Myself Togetherness Woman
Perhaps 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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Alone People Reality Togetherness
She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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Death Herself Shame Woman
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
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
Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
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Deep Money Poison Yourself

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