What liars poets and everybody were! They made one think one wanted sentiment. When what one supremely wanted was this piercing, consuming, rather awful sensuality.
D. H. LAWRENCEIf only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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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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She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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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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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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Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
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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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But humanity never gets beyond the caterpillar stage -it rots in the chrysalis, it never will have wings.It is anti-creation, like monkeys and baboons.
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I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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We fucked a flame into being.
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They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.
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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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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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You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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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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