They looked at each other and laughed, then looked away, filled with darkness and secrecy. Then they kissed and remembered the magnificence of the night. It was so magnificent, such an inheritance of...
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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.
But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
When we get out of the glass bottles of our ego,and when we escape like squirrels turning in thecages of our personalityand get into the forests again,we shall shiver with cold and frightbut things wi...
The sun was going down. Every open evening, the hills of Derbyshire were blazed over with red sunset. Mrs. Morel watched the sun sink from the glistening sky, leaving a soft flower-blue overhead, whil...
The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love.
She herself had never been able to be altogether herself: it had been denied her.
Recklessness is almost a man's revenge on his woman. He feels he is not valued so he will risk destroying himself to deprive her altogether.
Lies About LoveWe are all liars, becauseThe truth of yesterdaybecomes a lie tomorrow,Whereas letters are fixed,and we live by the letter of truth.The love I feel for my friend, this year,is different...
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.
Be a good animal,true to your instincts.
And that is how we are. By strength of will we cut off our inner intuitive knowledge from admitted consciousness. This causes a state of dread, or apprehension, which makes the blow ten times worse wh...
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.
Their whole life depends on spending money, and now they’vegot none to spend. That’s our civilization and our education: bring upthe masses to depend entirely on spending money, and then the moneygive...
Thank God I've got a woman! Thank God I've got a woman who is with me, and tender and aware of me. Thank God she's not a bully, nor a fool. Thank God she's a tender, aware woman.
She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte.
Sex and a cocktail: they both lasted about as long, had the same effect, and amounted to the same thing.
Night, in which everything was lost, went reaching out, beyond stars and sun. Stars and sun, a few bright grains, went spiraling round for terror, and holding each other in embrace, there in a darknes...