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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.

D. H. Lawrence

I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Death Flower Myself
Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Hands Life Man Touch Transformation Weakness
That’s how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don’t want to belong to me.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Mad Myself Togetherness Woman
What the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Existence Eyes Mindset See
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Feeling Goodness Myself Writing
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Art Breathe Life Oneself
Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don’t want any more of your meretricious persiflage.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Alone Leaving Myself Yourself
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
How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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Animal Herself Himself Listen Love
I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Discover Hate Love Myself
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Flower Heart Lost Save
She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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Herself Wait Woman
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Feeling Goodness Heart Himself Live Lost Misery
Sometimes life takes hold of one, carries the body along, accomplishes one’s history, and yet is not real, but leaves oneself as it were slurred over.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Accomplishment History Hold Leaving Life Myself Oneself Reality
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Company Perfection
You can’t insure against the future, except by really believing in the best bit of you, and in the power beyond it.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Believe Beyond Future Power Yourself

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