Their whole life depends on spending money, and now they’ve got none to spend. That’s our civilization and our education: bring up the masses to depend entirely on spending money, and then the money gives out.
D. H. LAWRENCEThe dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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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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All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
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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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The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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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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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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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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They lived freely among the students, they argued with the men over philosophical, sociological and artistic matters, they were just as good as the men themselves: only better, since they were women.
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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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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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It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
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I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea.
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Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
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