Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
D. H. LAWRENCEAll 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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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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I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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Don’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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When we really want to go for something better, we shall smash the old. Until then, any sort of proposal, or making proposals, is no more than a tiresome game for self-important people.
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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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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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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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Used to all kinds of society, she watched people as one reads the pages of a novel, with a certain disinterested amusement.
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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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Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don’t want any more of your meretricious persiflage.
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I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
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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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She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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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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The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
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