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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.

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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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Animal Herself Himself Listen Love
Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don’t want any more of your meretricious persiflage.
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Alone Leaving Myself Yourself
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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Feeling Money Myself Peace Poison
We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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Fall Hard Time Inspirational Live
We fucked a flame into being.
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One Liner Reality Sex
One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.
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Book Emotion Present Sick
For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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Heart Broken Love Myself
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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Feeling Goodness Myself Writing
What the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
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Existence Eyes Mindset See
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.
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Love Search Seek
Nobody knows you. You don’t know yourself. And I, who am half in love with you, What am I in love with? My own imaginings?
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Imagination Love Philosophy Relationship Yourself
There is no pornography without a secrecy.
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Secret Sex
If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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Alone Himself People
That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
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Oneself Philsophy Place World
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.
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Hands Life Man Touch Transformation Weakness
Only youth has a taste of immortality.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Forever Mortal Taste Youth

A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.

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