Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
D. H. LAWRENCEThat’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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How she hated words, always coming between her and her life: they did the ravishing, if anything did: ready-made words and phrases, sucking all the live-sap out of living things.
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She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction
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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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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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I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts or my thoughts the result of my dreams.
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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
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We fucked a flame into being.
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Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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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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