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.
D. H. LAWRENCEWhen I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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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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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.
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Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
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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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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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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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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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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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When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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Every true artist is the salvation of every other. Only artists produce for each other a world that is fit to live in.
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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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