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Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.

D. H. Lawrence

How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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Animal Herself Himself Listen Love
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
There is no pornography without a secrecy.
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Secret Sex
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
Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
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Humanity Kind Philosophy
A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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People Wonderful
Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you’re married and her name’s Bertha.
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Marriage Sin Yourself
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
Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don’t want any more of your meretricious persiflage.
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Alone Leaving Myself Yourself
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
Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.
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Born Children Hope
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
We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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Fall Hard Time Inspirational Live
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
I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts or my thoughts the result of my dreams.
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Decision Deep Dream Myself Philosophy Result Thinking
For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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Heart Broken Love Myself

Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.

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