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I cannot cure myself of that most woeful of youth's follies - thinking that those who care about us will care for the things that mean much to us.
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Towns oftener swamp one than carry one out onto the big ocean of life.
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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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The cruelest thing a man can do to a woman is to portray her as perfection.
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I can't bear art that you can walk round and admire. A book should be either a bandit or a rebel or a man in the crowd.
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This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us. This makes us secret and rotten.
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Men always do leave off really thinking, when the last bit of wild animal dies in them.
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Men and women should stay apart, till their hearts grow gentle towards one another again.
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The human consciousness is really homogeneous. There is no complete forgetting, even in death.
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Life is a travelling to the edge of knowledge, then a leap taken.
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Psychoanalysis is out, under a therapeutic disguise, to do away entirely with the moral faculty in man.
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All vital truth contains the memory of all that for which it is not true.
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Don't be on the side of the angels, it's too lowering.
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So long as you don't feel life's paltry and a miserable business, the rest doesn't matter, happiness or unhappiness.
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Ours is an excessively conscious age. We know so much, we feel so little.
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The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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I can't do with mountains at close quarters - they are always in the way, and they are so stupid, never moving and never doing anything but obtrude themselves.
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The picture must all come out of the artist's inside, awareness of forms and figures... It is more than memory. It is the image as it lives in the consciousness, alive like a vision, but unknown.
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Life and love are life and love, a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets, and to drag in the idea of a point is to ruin everything. Live and let live, love and let love, flower and fade, and follow the natural curve, which flows on, pointless.
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The great living experience for every man is his adventure into the woman. The man embraces in the woman all that is not himself, and from that one resultant, from that embrace, comes every new action.
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The mind can assert anything and pretend it has proved it. My beliefs I test on my body, on my intuitional consciousness, and when I get a response there, then I accept.
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Art- speech is the only truth. An artist is usually a damned liar but his art, if it be art, will tell you the truth of his day and that is all that matters. Away with eternal truth. The truth lives from day to day, and the marvelous Plato of yesterday is chiefly bosh today.
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And it seems to me a blasphemy to say that the Holy Spirit is Love. In the Old Testament it is an Eagle: in the New it is a Dove.Christ insists on the Dove: but in His supreme moments He includes the Eagle.
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I am in love - and, my God, it is the greatest thing that can happen to a man. I tell you, find a woman you can fall in love with. Do it. Let yourself fall in love. If you have not done so already, you are wasting your life.