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Every profound new movement makes a great swing also backwards to some older, half-forgotten way of consciousness.
D. H. Lawrence
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D. H. Lawrence
Age: 45 †
Born: 1885
Born: January 1
Died: 1930
Died: January 1
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The human consciousness is really homogeneous. There is no complete forgetting, even in death.
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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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