Instead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
D. H. LAWRENCEDon’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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Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
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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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What one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.
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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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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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If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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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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We fucked a flame into being.
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I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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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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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
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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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All that we know is nothing, we are merely crammed wastepaper baskets,unless we are in touch with that which laughs at all our knowing.
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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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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.
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He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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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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Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.
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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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The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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I would rather sit still in a state of peace on a stone than ride in the motor-car of a multi-millionaire and feel the peacelessness of the multi-millionaire poisoning me.
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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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