If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
D. H. LAWRENCELove 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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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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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.
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Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
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It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
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That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
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They lived freely among the students, they argued with the men over philosophical, sociological and artistic matters, they were just as good as the men themselves: only better, since they were women.
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You’re always begging things to love you, he said, as if you were a beggar for love. Even the flowers, you have to fawn on them–
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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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Sometimes life takes hold of one, carries the body along, accomplishes one’s history, and yet is not real, but leaves oneself as it were slurred over.
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There is no pornography without a secrecy.
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The world is a raving idiot, and no man can kill it: though I’ll do my best. But you’re right. We must rescue ourselves as best we can.
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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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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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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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