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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn.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

D. H. Lawrence

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  She was not herself–she was not anything. She was something that is going to be–soon–soon–very soon. But as yet, she was only imminent.

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  I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea.

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  The human soul needs beauty more than bread.

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  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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  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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  I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.

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  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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  You’re always begging things to love you, he said, as if you were a beggar for love. Even the flowers, you have to fawn on them–

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  If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.

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  For God’s sake, all of you, say spiteful things about me, then I shall know I mean something to you. Don’t say surgaries, or I’m done.

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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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  One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.

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  Love is never a fulfillment. Life is never a thing of continuous bliss. There is no paradise. Fight and laugh and feel bitter and feel bliss: and fight again. Fight, fight. That is life.

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  I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts or my thoughts the result of my dreams.

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  Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.

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  All that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets,unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.

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  For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.

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  She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.

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  A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.

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  The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.

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  The dead don’t die. They look on and help.

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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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  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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  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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  But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.

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  I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.

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