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“The world is supposed to be full of possibilities, but they narrow down to pretty few in most personal experience. 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.”

Quote by D. H. Lawrence

Book:Lady Chatterley’s Lover
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Lady Chatterley’s Lover

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D. H. Lawrence
D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence was an English novelist and poet, born on September 11, 1885, and died on March 2, 1930. He is recognized for his distinctive prose style and his exploration of complex human relationships, particularly in the context of modernity and industrialization. His works often deal with themes of love, sex, and the struggle for individuality. more

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