Never trust the teller, trust the tale. The proper function of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
D. H. LAWRENCEHe worked very hard, till nothing lived in him but his eyes.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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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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And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
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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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The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
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Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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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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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
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Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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You’re always begging things to love you, he said, as if you were a beggar for love. Even the flowers, you have to fawn on them–
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Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
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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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