For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
D. H. LAWRENCEIf I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
D. H. LAWRENCEI love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
D. H. LAWRENCEIf only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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There is no pornography without a secrecy.
D. H. LAWRENCEThere is no pornography without a secrecy.
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For to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
D. H. LAWRENCEFor to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
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It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
D. H. LAWRENCEIt’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
D. H. LAWRENCEA man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
D. H. LAWRENCEI fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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Only youth has a taste of immortality.
D. H. LAWRENCEOnly youth has a taste of immortality.
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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.
D. H. LAWRENCEThe 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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Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
D. H. LAWRENCEMankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
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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.
D. H. LAWRENCEHe 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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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.
D. H. LAWRENCEWhat 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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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.
D. H. LAWRENCESometimes 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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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.
D. H. LAWRENCEThe 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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As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
D. H. LAWRENCEAs we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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