A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
D. H. LAWRENCEThis is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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Their whole life depends on spending money, and now they’ve got none to spend. That’s our civilization and our education: bring up the masses to depend entirely on spending money, and then the money gives out.
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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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The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
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What the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
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Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
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Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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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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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.
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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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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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For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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One could laugh at the world better if it didn’t mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
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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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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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