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I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.

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
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
Love is never a fulfillment. Life is never a thing of continuous bliss. There is no paradise. Fight and laugh and feel bitter and feel bliss: and fight again. Fight, fight. That is life.
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Feeling Fight Laughter Life Love Satisfaction
She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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Herself Wait Woman
The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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Human Oneself Philosophy Soul Thinking
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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Deal Goodness Journey Learning Love Oneself Soul Suffering
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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Forever Himself Hope Necessary Past Woman
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
I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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Discover Hate Love Myself
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
What one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.
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Art Breathe Life Oneself
And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
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Animal Creation Flower Nature
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
If a woman hasn’t got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she’s a dry stick as a rule.
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Herself Woman
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
Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
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Hot Passion Talk Word Yourself

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