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Nobody knows you. You don’t know yourself. And I, who am half in love with you, What am I in love with? My own imaginings?

D. H. Lawrence

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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Alone People Reality Togetherness
Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
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Deep Money Poison Yourself
The novel is the one bright book of life. Books are not life. They are only tremulations on the ether. But the novel as a tremulation can make the whole man alive tremble.
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Alive Book Bright Life Man
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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Flower Love Yourself
Never was an age more sentimental, more devoid of real feeling, more exaggerated in false feeling, than our own.
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Age Feeling Ourselves Reality
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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Feeling Fight Laughter Life Love Satisfaction
A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
D. H. LAWRENCE

People Wonderful
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
I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Instagram Captions Life Live Myself Night Regret
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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Depression Health Life Yourself
She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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Death Herself Shame Woman
Man is a mistake. He must go.
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Himself Leaving Let Go Man Mistake
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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Laughter Ourselves Philosophy Touch
She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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Herself Love
I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
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Death Flower Myself
What one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Art Breathe Life Oneself

Nobody knows you. You don’t know yourself. And I, who am half in love with you, What am I in love with? My own imaginings?

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