This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
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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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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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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He felt he had lost it for good, he knew what it was to have been in communication with her, and to be cast off again. In misery, his heart like a heavy stone, he went about unliving.
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When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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There’s lots of good fish in the sea, maybe, but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you’re not mackerel or herring yourself, you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea.
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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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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 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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One could laugh at the world better if it didn’t mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
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For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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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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That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
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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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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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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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