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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.

D. H. Lawrence

Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.
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Born Children Hope
A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
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Love Luxury Man Poor Satisfaction Woman
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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Forever Himself Hope Necessary Past Woman
When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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Lonely Lost Myself People Space
How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear.
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Animal Herself Himself Listen Love
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
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Myself Sorry Wild
Their whole life depends on spending money, and now they’ve got none to spend. That’s our civilization and our education: bring up the masses to depend entirely on spending money, and then the money gives out.
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Civilization Education Life Money
Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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Forever Mortal Taste Youth
It is a fine thing to establish one’s own religion in one’s heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing.
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Establishment Greatness Heart Ideal Religion
Sometimes 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.
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Accomplishment History Hold Leaving Life Myself Oneself Reality
Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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Man Revenge Woman
Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
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Life One Liner Ourselves Save
Man is a mistake. He must go.
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Himself Leaving Let Go Man Mistake
I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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Feeling Goodness Myself Writing
The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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Beauty Food Human Need Soul
Never trust the teller, trust the tale. The proper function of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
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Creation Story Trust

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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