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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.

D. H. Lawrence

I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Fear Myself Reality
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. LAWRENCE

Feeling Goodness Heart Himself Live Lost Misery
Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Alone People Reality Togetherness
That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Oneself Philsophy Place World
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Act Sea Sex
I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Death Flower Myself
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
How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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Animal Herself Himself Listen Love
You’re always begging things to love you, he said, as if you were a beggar for love. Even the flowers, you have to fawn on them–
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Flower Love Yourself
Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Deep Relationship Silence Word
Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Hands Life Man Touch Transformation Weakness
Used to all kinds of society, she watched people as one reads the pages of a novel, with a certain disinterested amusement.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Book Herself Kind People Reading
Love is never a fulfillment. Life is never a thing of continuous bliss. There is no paradise. Fight and laugh and feel bitter and feel bliss: and fight again. Fight, fight. That is life.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Feeling Fight Laughter Life Love Satisfaction
Man is a mistake. He must go.
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Himself Leaving Let Go Man Mistake
You’re spending your life without renewing it. You’ve got to be amused, properly healthily amused. You’re spending your vitality without making any. Can’t go on you know. Depression! Avoid depression!
D. H. LAWRENCE

Depression Health Life Yourself
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Feeling Goodness Myself Writing
Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you’re married and her name’s Bertha.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Marriage Sin Yourself
Never trust the teller, trust the tale. The proper function of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Creation Story Trust
And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Animal Creation Flower Nature
The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Beautiful Freedom Love Woman
Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Hot Passion Talk Word Yourself
This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Evil Passionate Worst
That’s how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don’t want to belong to me.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Mad Myself Togetherness Woman
Those that go searching for love only make manifest their own lovelessness, and the loveless never find love, only the loving find love, and they never have to seek for it.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Love Search Seek
Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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Man Revenge Woman
We fucked a flame into being.
D. H. LAWRENCE

One Liner Reality Sex
If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Fall Love Moon Myself

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