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.
D. H. LAWRENCENobody 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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When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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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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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
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Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years.
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I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.
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He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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But humanity never gets beyond the caterpillar stage -it rots in the chrysalis, it never will have wings.It is anti-creation, like monkeys and baboons.
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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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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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If a woman hasn’t got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she’s a dry stick as a rule.
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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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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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Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you’re married and her name’s Bertha.
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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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He worked very hard, till nothing lived in him but his eyes.
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