Instead of chopping yourself down to fit the world, chop the world down to fit yourself.
D. H. LAWRENCEPerhaps 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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How she hated words, always coming between her and her life: they did the ravishing, if anything did: ready-made words and phrases, sucking all the live-sap out of living things.
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The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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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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He worked very hard, till nothing lived in him but his eyes.
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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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A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.
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She thought she loved, she thought she was full of love.
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What one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.
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But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
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There’s lots of good fish in the sea, maybe, but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you’re not mackerel or herring yourself, you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea.
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I don’t want the corpses of flowers about 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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Those that go searching for love only make manifest their own lovelessness, and the loveless never find love, only the loving find love, and they never have to seek for it.
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She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
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