Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
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.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.
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That’s how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don’t want to belong to me.
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What the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
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Man is a mistake. He must go.
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And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
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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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I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
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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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This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us.
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There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
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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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It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
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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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He felt he had lost it for good, he knew what it was to have been in communication with her, and to be cast off again. In misery, his heart like a heavy stone, he went about unliving.
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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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