Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
D. H. LAWRENCEFor to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
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I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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What the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
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That’s how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don’t want to belong to me.
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Don’t you find it a beautiful clean thought, a world empty of people, just uninterrupted grass, and a hare sitting up?
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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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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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Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
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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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Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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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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Instead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
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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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