But humanity never gets beyond the caterpillar stage -it rots in the chrysalis, it never will have wings.It is anti-creation, like monkeys and baboons.
D. H. LAWRENCEOne sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.
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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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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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This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
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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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Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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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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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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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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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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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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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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The novel is the one bright book of life. Books are not life. They are only tremulations on the ether. But the novel as a tremulation can make the whole man alive tremble.
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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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Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you’re married and her name’s Bertha.
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Don’t you find it a beautiful clean thought, a world empty of people, just uninterrupted grass, and a hare sitting up?
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