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The human soul needs beauty more than bread.

D. H. Lawrence

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
One could laugh at the world better if it didn’t mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
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Kind Laugh Oneself War World
How she hated words, always coming between her and her life: they did the ravishing, if anything did: ready-made words and phrases, sucking all the live-sap out of living things.
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Hate Herself Live Word
When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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Lonely Lost Myself People Space
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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Company Perfection
Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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Deep Relationship Silence 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
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
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
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
He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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Fear Himself Oneself People
Their whole life depends on spending money, and now they’ve got none to spend. That’s our civilization and our education: bring up the masses to depend entirely on spending money, and then the money gives out.
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Civilization Education Life Money
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
He worked very hard, till nothing lived in him but his eyes.
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Eyes Himself Live
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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Feeling Goodness Myself Writing
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

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