Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
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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We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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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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Man is a mistake. He must go.
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All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
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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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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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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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She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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I would rather sit still in a state of peace on a stone than ride in the motor-car of a multi-millionaire and feel the peacelessness of the multi-millionaire poisoning me.
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It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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Those that go searching for love only make manifest their own lovelessness, and the loveless never find love, only the loving find love, and they never have to seek for it.
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As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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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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Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.
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Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
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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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And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
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You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.
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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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There is no pornography without a secrecy.
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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
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Instead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
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Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
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