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. LAWRENCESleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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You can’t insure against the future, except by really believing in the best bit of you, and in the power beyond it.
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One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.
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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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He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
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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.
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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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Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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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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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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Instead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
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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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The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
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They lived freely among the students, they argued with the men over philosophical, sociological and artistic matters, they were just as good as the men themselves: only better, since they were women.
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