The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
D. H. LAWRENCEThey lived freely among the students, they argued with the men over philosophical, sociological and artistic matters, they were just as good as the men themselves: only better, since they were women.
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Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
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What one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.
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They lived freely among the students, they argued with the men over philosophical, sociological and artistic matters, they were just as good as the men themselves: only better, since they were women.
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The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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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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He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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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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You’re spending your life without renewing it. You’ve got to be amused, properly healthily amused. You’re spending your vitality without making any. Can’t go on you know. Depression! Avoid depression!
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All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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He worked very hard, till nothing lived in him but his eyes.
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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.
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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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Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
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