Maxioms by D. H. Lawrence
Saying that Windows95 is equal to Macintosh is like finding a potato that looks like Jesus and believing you've witnessed read more
Saying that Windows95 is equal to Macintosh is like finding a potato that looks like Jesus and believing you've witnessed the second coming.
The true artist doesn't substitute immorality for morality. On the contrary, he always substitutes a finer morality for a grosser. read more
The true artist doesn't substitute immorality for morality. On the contrary, he always substitutes a finer morality for a grosser. And as soon as you see a finer morality, the grosser becomes relatively immoral.
Every man has a mob self and an individual self, in varying proportions.
Every man has a mob self and an individual self, in varying proportions.
It was cold, and he was coughing. A fine cold draught blew over the knoll. He thought of the woman. read more
It was cold, and he was coughing. A fine cold draught blew over the knoll. He thought of the woman. Now he would have given all he had or ever might have to hold her warm in his arms, both of them wrapped in one blanket, and sleep. All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
It is a fine thing to establish one's own religion in one's heart, not to be dependent on tradition and read more
It is a fine thing to establish one's own religion in one's heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing.