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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.

D. H. Lawrence

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
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
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
Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
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Deep Money Poison Yourself
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
Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
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Humanity Kind Philosophy
I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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Fear Myself Reality
The only rule is, do what you really, impulsively, wish to do. But always act on your own responsibility, sincerely. And have the courage of your own strong emotion.
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Act Courage Emotion Responsibility Rule Strong
The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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Beauty Food Human Need Soul
For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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Heart Broken Love Myself
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
What liars poets and everybody were! They made one think one wanted sentiment. When what one supremely wanted was this piercing, consuming, rather awful sensuality.
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Lying Poet Thinking
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
Be a good animal,true to your instincts.
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Animal Goodness True
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
A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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People Wonderful

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