She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
D. H. LAWRENCESleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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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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Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.
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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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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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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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It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
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I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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When we really want to go for something better, we shall smash the old. Until then, any sort of proposal, or making proposals, is no more than a tiresome game for self-important people.
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If you could only tell them that living and spending isn’t the same thing! But it’s no good. If only they were educated to live instead of earn and spend, they could manage very happily.
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For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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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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