Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
D. H. LAWRENCEBut the act, called the sexual act, is not for the depositing of seed. It is for leaping off into the unknown, as from a cliff’s edge, like Sappho into the sea.
More D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
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For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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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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I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea.
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If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.
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For to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.
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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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It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
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Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
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Recklessness is almost a man’s revenge on his woman.
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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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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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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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If you could only tell them that living and spending isn’t the same thing! But it’s no good. If only they were educated to live instead of earn and spend, they could manage very happily.
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Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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