I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.
D. H. LAWRENCEWe fucked a flame into being.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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One could laugh at the world better if it didn’t mix tender kindliness with its brutality.
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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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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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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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The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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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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It is a fine thing to establish one’s own religion in one’s heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing.
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Mankind has got to get back to the rhythm of the cosmos.
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That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
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We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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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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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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