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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.

D. H. Lawrence

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
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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Company Perfection
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
They lived freely among the students, they argued with the men over philosophical, sociological and artistic matters, they were just as good as the men themselves: only better, since they were women.
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Freedom Goodness Live Man Philosophy Woman
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Be Yourself Change Herself Improvement
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
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
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Kill Soul
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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Book Herself Kind People Reading
Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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Forever Mortal Taste Youth
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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Decision Deep Dream Myself Philosophy Result Thinking
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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Feeling Goodness Heart Himself Live Lost Misery
What the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
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Existence Eyes Mindset See
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
I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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Fear Myself Reality
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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Hate Herself Live Word
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

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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