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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. Lawrence

She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Herself Wait Woman
I would rather sit still in a state of peace on a stone than ride in the motor-car of a multi-millionaire and feel the peacelessness of the multi-millionaire poisoning me.
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Feeling Money Myself Peace Poison
What liars poets and everybody were! They made one think one wanted sentiment. When what one supremely wanted was this piercing, consuming, rather awful sensuality.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Lying Poet Thinking
You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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Death Love Myself Yourself
Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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Deep Relationship Silence Word
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
Nobody knows you. You don’t know yourself. And I, who am half in love with you, What am I in love with? My own imaginings?
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Imagination Love Philosophy Relationship Yourself
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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Oneself Philsophy Place World
A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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People Wonderful
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
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Kill Soul
They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.
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Herself Himself Love Togetherness
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
I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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Discover Hate Love Myself
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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Establishment Greatness Heart Ideal Religion
I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
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Death Flower Myself
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

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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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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