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But 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.

D. H. Lawrence

She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Herself Love
The dead don’t die. They look on and help.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Death Help See Spiritual
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Kill Soul
Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Body Fear Mindset Resistance
She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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Death Herself Shame Woman
For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Heart Broken Love Myself
Never trust the teller, trust the tale. The proper function of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Creation Story Trust
I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts or my thoughts the result of my dreams.
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Decision Deep Dream Myself Philosophy Result Thinking
We fucked a flame into being.
D. H. LAWRENCE

One Liner Reality Sex
And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place – even the butterfly.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Animal Creation Flower Nature
But 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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Act Sea Sex
When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Lonely Lost Myself People Space
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. LAWRENCE

Death Greatness Human Ourselves Race Tree
If a woman hasn’t got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she’s a dry stick as a rule.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Herself Woman
Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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Deep Relationship Silence Word
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.
D. H. LAWRENCE

Civilization Education Life Money

But 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.

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But 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.

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