Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
D. H. LAWRENCEShe was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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Man is a mistake. He must go.
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The only rule is, do what you really, impulsively, wish to do. But always act on your own responsibility, sincerely. And have the courage of your own strong emotion.
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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
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I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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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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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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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.
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Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years.
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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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You’re spending your life without renewing it. You’ve got to be amused, properly healthily amused. You’re spending your vitality without making any. Can’t go on you know. Depression! Avoid depression!
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How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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You’re always begging things to love you, he said, as if you were a beggar for love. Even the flowers, you have to fawn on them–
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We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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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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