The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
D. H. LAWRENCEIf 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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Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
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Man is a mistake. He must go.
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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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She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
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The world is a raving idiot, and no man can kill it: though I’ll do my best. But you’re right. We must rescue ourselves as best we can.
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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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One could laugh at the world better if it didn’t mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
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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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He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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You can’t insure against the future, except by really believing in the best bit of you, and in the power beyond it.
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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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Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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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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You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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