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.
D. H. LAWRENCEHow she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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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.
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Used to all kinds of society, she watched people as one reads the pages of a novel, with a certain disinterested amusement.
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The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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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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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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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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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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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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What the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
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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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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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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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