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Rippling, rippling, rippling, like a flapping overlapping of soft flames, soft as feathers, running to points of brilliance, exquisite, exquisite and melting her all molten inside.
D. H. Lawrence
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What this quote means

This quote captures the beauty and intensity of emotions through evocative imagery.

D. H. Lawrence uses vivid and delicate imagery to express the complex and powerful sensations experienced within the depths of love and passion. The repetition of 'rippling' and the description of flames and feathers illustrate a fusion of softness and intensity, suggesting an overwhelming inner experience that captivates and transforms the individual.

Themes

EmotionsLovePassionIntensityImagery

In practice

Example use cases

In a poetry reading to emphasize the beauty of love's sensations.

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