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. LAWRENCESometimes 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.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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There’s lots of good fish in the sea, maybe, but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you’re not mackerel or herring yourself, you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea.
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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.
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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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Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
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A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
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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?
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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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I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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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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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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You can’t insure against the future, except by really believing in the best bit of you, and in the power beyond it.
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Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
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