But humanity never gets beyond the caterpillar stage -it rots in the chrysalis, it never will have wings.It is anti-creation, like monkeys and baboons.
D. H. LAWRENCEShe thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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What the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
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There’s lots of good fish in the sea, maybe, but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you’re not mackerel or herring yourself, you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea.
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The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
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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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There is no pornography without a secrecy.
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Those that go searching for love only make manifest their own lovelessness, and the loveless never find love, only the loving find love, and they never have to seek for it.
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One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.
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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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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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Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
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We fucked a flame into being.
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Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don’t want any more of your meretricious persiflage.
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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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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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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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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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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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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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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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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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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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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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Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
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Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.
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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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