To be alone with one’s own soul. Not to be alone without my own soul, mind you. But to be alone with one’s own soul! This,

To be alone with one’s own soul. Not to be alone without my own soul, mind you. But to be alone with one’s own soul! This,

To be alone with one’s own soul. Not to be alone without my own soul,
mind you. But to be alone with one’s own soul! This, and the joy of it, is the
real goal of love. My own soul, and myself. Not my ego, my conceit of
myself. But my very soul. To be at one in my own self. Not to be questing
any more. Not to be yearning, seeking, hoping, desiring, aspiring. But to
pause, and be alone.

-D. H. Lawrence, Fantasia of the Unconcious

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