Dorothy Richardson Quotes

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Women who are not living ought to spend all their time cracking jokes. In a rotten society women grow witty; making a heaven while they wait.

Dorothy Richardson
It will all go on as long as women are stupid enough to go on bringing men into the world...

Dorothy Richardson
The difference between you and me is that you think to live and I live to think.

Dorothy Richardson
Dancing brings an endlessness in which nothing matters but to go on dancing — in a room, till the walls disappear — in the open, till the sky, moving as you dance, seems to cleave and let you through.

Dorothy Richardson
You think Christianity is favorable to women? On the contrary. It is the Christian countries that have produced the prostitute and the most vile estimations of women in the world.

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The question was not how to get a job, but how to live by such jobs as I could get.

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Her cheeks flushed at the indecency of being seen, dying and then dead. If only she could get it over and lay herself out decent before anyone came in to see and meddle.

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Real speech can only come from complete silence. Incomplete silence is as fussy as deliberate conversation.

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The joy of a party is the newness of people to each other, renewed strikingness of humanity. They love each other, to distraction. Really to distraction. Before they fall into conversation and separate.... The strangeness, and the hopes aroused by strangeness, are illusions. Mirages arising wherever people gather expectantly together.

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People is themselves when they are children, and not again till they know they'm dying.

Dorothy Richardson
Marriage is not an institution, it is an intuition.

Dorothy Richardson
A happy childhood is perhaps the most-fortunate gift in life.

Dorothy Richardson
It's only in silence that you can judge of your relationship to a person.

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By inventing the telephone we've damaged the chances of telepathy.

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Life is creation. Self and circumstances the raw material.

Dorothy Richardson
No future life could heal the degradation of having been a woman. Religion in the world had nothing but insults for women.

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Suddenly a mist of green on the trees, as quiet as thought.

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Its lamplit walls were dear to her, with the extraordinary same dearness of all walls seen in tranquillity.

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Whatever might be the truth about heredity, it was immensely disturbing to be pressed upon by two families, to discover, in their so different qualities, the explanation of oneself.

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The better you hear a thing put, the more certain you are there's another view.

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Night is torment. That is why people go to sleep. To avoid clear sight and torment.

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He played the game, thinking of nothing else. Understood the style and rhythm of all in the incidental movements. The others were different. They had learned their tennis; could remember a time when they did not play. Playing did not take them back to the beginning of life. Was not pure joy to them.

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Until it had been clearly explained that men were always and always partly wrong in all their ideas, life would be full of poison and secret bitterness. Men fight about their philosophies and religions, there is no certainty in them; but their contempt for women is flawless and unanimous.

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Yet the worst to bear was the discovery of the hatred these innocent sounds could inspire. Still there unchanged, pure helpless hatred, rising up as it had risen in childhood, against forced association with unalterable personal habits...

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Men would always rather be made love to than talked at.

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The Church will go on being a Royal Academy of Males.

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Death must be got through as life had been, just somehow.

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Life ought to be lived on a basis of silence, where truth blossoms.

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In the midst of the happiness they brought there was always a lurking shadow. The shadow of incompatibility; of the impossibility of being at once bound and free. The garden breeds a longing for the wild; the wild a homesickness for the garden.

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