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.
D. H. LAWRENCERecklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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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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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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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.
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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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A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
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For to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
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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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The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
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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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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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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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I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
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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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