She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
D. H. LAWRENCEInstead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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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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Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
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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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That’s how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don’t want to belong to me.
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The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
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She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
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This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
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All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
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Be a good animal,true to your instincts.
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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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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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Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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But the act, called the sexual act, is not for the depositing of seed. It is for leaping off into the unknown, as from a cliff’s edge, like Sappho into the sea.
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