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. 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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You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
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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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When we really want to go for something better, we shall smash the old. Until then, any sort of proposal, or making proposals, is no more than a tiresome game for self-important people.
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They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.
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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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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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When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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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.
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As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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There is no pornography without a secrecy.
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The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
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