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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

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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Animal Goodness Sea Yourself
There is no pornography without a secrecy.
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Secret Sex
Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
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Alone People Reality Togetherness World
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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Kill Man Ourselves Right World
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
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Kill Soul
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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Depression Health Life Yourself
It is a fine thing to establish one’s own religion in one’s heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing.
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Establishment Greatness Heart Ideal Religion
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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Art Live True World
Never trust the teller, trust the tale. The proper function of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
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Creation Story Trust
One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.
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Book Emotion Present Sick
The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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Human Oneself Philosophy Soul Thinking
What one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.
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Art Breathe Life Oneself
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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Civilization Education Life Money
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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Company Perfection
Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
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Humanity Kind Philosophy
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
One could laugh at the world better if it didn’t mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
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Kind Laugh Oneself War World
The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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Beauty Food Human Need Soul
As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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Deep Destruction Divine
If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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Fall Love Moon Myself
They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.
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Herself Himself Love Togetherness
Man is a mistake. He must go.
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Himself Leaving Let Go Man Mistake
Be a good animal,true to your instincts.
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Animal Goodness True
Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
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Age Feeling Ourselves Reality
When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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Lonely Lost Myself People Space
We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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Fall Hard Time Inspirational Live
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

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

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