All that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets,unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.
D. H. LAWRENCEAs we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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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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He felt he had lost it for good, he knew what it was to have been in communication with her, and to be cast off again. In misery, his heart like a heavy stone, he went about unliving.
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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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Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
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Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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Sometimes life takes hold of one, carries the body along, accomplishes one’s history, and yet is not real, but leaves oneself as it were slurred over.
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We fucked a flame into being.
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Don’t you find it a beautiful clean thought, a world empty of people, just uninterrupted grass, and a hare sitting up?
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For God’s sake, all of you, say spiteful things about me, then I shall know I mean something to you. Don’t say surgaries, or I’m done.
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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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She was not herself–she was not anything. She was something that is going to be–soon–soon–very soon. But as yet, she was only imminent.
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It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
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I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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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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