D. H. Lawrence Quotes
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When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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I never know when I sit down, just what I am going to write. I make no plan; it just comes, and I don't know where it comes from.
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The difference between people isn't in their class, but in themselves. Only from the middle classes one gets ideas, and from the common people--life itself, warmth. You feel their hates and loves.
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A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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It's no good trying to get rid of your own aloneness. You've got to stick to it all your life. Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you have to wait for the times. Accept your own aloneness and stick to it, all your life. And then accept the times when the gap is filled in, when they come. But they've got to come. You can't force them.
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Evil, what is evil? There is only one evil, to deny life As Rome denied Etruria And mechanical America Montezuma still
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They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most urgent.
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When along the pavement, Palpitating flames of life, People flicker around me, I forget my bereavement, The gap in the great constellation, The place where a star used to be
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Every civilization when it loses its inner vision and its cleaner energy, falls into a new sort of sordidness, more vast and more stupendous than the old savage sort. An Augean stable of metallic filth.
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The unhappiness of a wife with a good husband is much more devastating than the unhappiness of a wife with a bad husband.
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I want the wonder back again, or I shall die.
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The dead don't die. They look on and help.
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I hate the actor and audience business. An author should be in among the crowd, kicking their shins or cheering them on to some mischief or merriment.
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Creation destroys as it goes, throws down one tree for the rise of another. But ideal mankind would abolish death, multiply itself million upon million, rear up city upon city, save every parasite alive, until the accumulation of mere existence is swollen to a horror.
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Only youth has a taste of immortality.
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Whatever men you take, keep the idea of man intact: let your soul wait whether your body does or not.
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The map appears to us more real than the land.
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If a woman hasn't got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she's a dry stick as a rule.
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Every man has a mob self and an individual self, in varying proportions.
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Why does the thin grey strand Floating up from the forgotten Cigarette between my fingers, Why does it trouble me?
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And if tonight my soul may find her peace in sleep, and sink in good oblivion, and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.
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It is only when men lose their contact with this eternal life-flame, and become merely personal, things in themselves, instead ofthings kindled in the flame, that the fight between man and woman begins.
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To every man who struggles with his own soul in mystery, a book that is a book flowers once, and seeds, and is gone.
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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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The east is not for me--the sensuous spiritual voluptuousness, the curious sensitiveness of the naked people, their black, bottomless, hopeless eyes.
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Primarily I am a passionately religious man, and my novels must be written from the depth of my religious experience.
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I am part of the sun as my eye is part of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea. There is not any part of me that is alone and absolute except my mind, and we shall find that the mind has no existence by itself, it is only the glitter of the sun on the surfaces of the water.
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America is neither free nor brave, but a land of tight, iron-clanking little wills, everybody trying to put it over everybody else, and a land of men absolutely devoid of the real courage of trust, trust in life's sacred spontaneity. They can't trust life until they can control it.
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The history of the cosmos is the history of the struggle of becoming. When the dim flux of unformed life struggled, convulsed back and forth upon itself, and broke at last into light and dark came into existence as light, came into existence as cold shadow then every atom of the cosmos trembled with delight.
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When passion is dead, or absent, then the magnificent throb of beauty is incomprehensible and even a little despicable.
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