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D. H. Lawrence

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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Book Herself Kind People Reading
Their whole life depends on spending money, and now they’ve got none to spend. That’s our civilization and our education: bring up the masses to depend entirely on spending money, and then the money gives out.
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Civilization Education Life Money
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
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Flower Heart Lost Save
I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea.
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Eyes Myself Nature Perfection Sea Sun
As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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Deep Destruction Divine
How she hated words, always coming between her and her life: they did the ravishing, if anything did: ready-made words and phrases, sucking all the live-sap out of living things.
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Hate Herself Live Word
Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you’re married and her name’s Bertha.
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Marriage Sin Yourself
A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
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Love Luxury Man Poor Satisfaction Woman
When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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Lonely Lost Myself People Space
He worked very hard, till nothing lived in him but his eyes.
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Eyes Himself Live
The only rule is, do what you really, impulsively, wish to do. But always act on your own responsibility, sincerely. And have the courage of your own strong emotion.
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Act Courage Emotion Responsibility Rule Strong
What liars poets and everybody were! They made one think one wanted sentiment. When what one supremely wanted was this piercing, consuming, rather awful sensuality.
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Lying Poet Thinking
We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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Fall Hard Time Inspirational Live
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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Feeling Goodness Myself Writing
You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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Death Love Myself Yourself
That’s how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don’t want to belong to me.
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Mad Myself Togetherness Woman

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