Used to all kinds of society, she watched people as one reads the pages of a novel, with a certain disinterested amusement.
D. H. LAWRENCENow go away then, and leave me alone. I don’t want any more of your meretricious persiflage.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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For to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
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We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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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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The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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Nobody knows you. You don’t know yourself. And I, who am half in love with you, What am I in love with? My own imaginings?
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Instead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
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A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
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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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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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If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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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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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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