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You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.

D. H. Lawrence

She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Herself Love
The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
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Beautiful Freedom Love Woman
Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
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Death Greatness Human Ourselves Race Tree
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Animal Goodness Sea Yourself
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. LAWRENCE

Creation Story Trust
But the act, called the sexual act, is not for the depositing of seed. It is for leaping off into the unknown, as from a cliff’s edge, like Sappho into the sea.
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Act Sea Sex
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Kill Soul
Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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Man Revenge Woman
We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Fall Hard Time Inspirational Live
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Hate Herself Live Word
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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Feeling Goodness Heart Himself Live Lost Misery
Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.
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Alone People Reality Togetherness
Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.
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Born Children Hope
You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Death Love Myself Yourself
When we really want to go for something better, we shall smash the old. Until then, any sort of proposal, or making proposals, is no more than a tiresome game for self-important people.
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Game Important Old People
For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Heart Broken Love Myself

You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.

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