And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
D. H. LAWRENCEBe a good animal,true to your instincts.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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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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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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Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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If you could only tell them that living and spending isn’t the same thing! But it’s no good. If only they were educated to live instead of earn and spend, they could manage very happily.
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Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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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.
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Used to all kinds of society, she watched people as one reads the pages of a novel, with a certain disinterested amusement.
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One must learn to love, and go through a good deal of suffering to get to it, and the journey is always towards the other soul.
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One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.
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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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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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