Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
D. H. LAWRENCEOne could laugh at the world better if it didn’t mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
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I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
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I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
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He worked very hard, till nothing lived in him but his eyes.
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Every true artist is the salvation of every other. Only artists produce for each other a world that is fit to live in.
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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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One must learn to love, and go through a good deal of suffering to get to it, and the journey is always towards the other soul.
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The only rule is, do what you really, impulsively, wish to do. But always act on your own responsibility, sincerely. And have the courage of your own strong emotion.
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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 knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
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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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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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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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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
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