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::</blockquote>''If I think of my childhood, it’s always as if there was a lustrous sort of inner darkness, like the gloss of coal, which we moved and had our own real being. My father loved the pit. He was hurt badly more than once, but he never would stay away. He loved the contact, the intimacy, as men in war loved the intense male comradeness of the dark days. (455)''</blockquote>
::</blockquote>''If I think of my childhood, it’s always as if there was a lustrous sort of inner darkness, like the gloss of coal, which we moved and had our own real being. My father loved the pit. He was hurt badly more than once, but he never would stay away. He loved the contact, the intimacy, as men in war loved the intense male comradeness of the dark days. (455) {{sfn|Lawrence|1929|p=455}}''</blockquote>




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startles me into changes and defies my inertia, and is herself staggered in
startles me into changes and defies my inertia, and is herself staggered in
her inertia by my change, that I can continue to love her. If she stayed put, I
her inertia by my change, that I can continue to love her. If she stayed put, I
might as well love a pepper-pot” (357).
might as well love a pepper-pot” (357). {{sfn|Lawrence|1925|p=357}}


To avoid “change” for Lawrence is to risk sentimentality, a pernicious
To avoid “change” for Lawrence is to risk sentimentality, a pernicious
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it with an unembroidered economy of style that even sounds like Papa: “It
it with an unembroidered economy of style that even sounds like Papa: “It
is really honest. And it explains a great deal of sentimentality. When a thing
is really honest. And it explains a great deal of sentimentality. When a thing
has gone to hell inside of you, your sentimentalism tries to pretend it hasn’t. But Mr. Hemingway is through with sentimentalism. ‘It isn’t fun anymore. I guess I’ll beat it.’ And he beats it, to somewhere else” (“Review of InOur Time by Ernest Hemingway,”1927,303).
has gone to hell inside of you, your sentimentalism tries to pretend it hasn’t. But Mr. Hemingway is through with sentimentalism. ‘It isn’t fun anymore. I guess I’ll beat it.’ And he beats it, to somewhere else” (“Review of In Our Time by Ernest Hemingway,”1927,303). {{sfn|Hemingway|1927|p=303}}


Within this context of sentimentalism and its inherent opposition to
Within this context of sentimentalism and its inherent opposition to
growth, one could maintain, concerning Lawrence’s much admired memoir of Maurice Magnus (included in this collection), that Magnus’s death is intrinsically connected to an indefatigueable and obstinate reluctance to adjust the habits of his life to the new“realities” that tragically pursue him. In
growth, one could maintain, concerning Lawrence’s much admired memoir of Maurice Magnus (included in this collection), that Magnus’s death is intrinsically connected to an indefatigueable and obstinate reluctance to adjust the habits of his life to the new “realities” that tragically pursue him. In
Lawrence’s incisive understanding of the intricacies of personality, Magnus
Lawrence’s incisive understanding of the intricacies of personality, Magnus
is content to keep playing the same hustle and scam as food for his relentless yet vulnerable ego. Like all sentimentalists, he is the last to know when
is content to keep playing the same hustle and scam as food for his relentless yet vulnerable ego. Like all sentimentalists, he is the last to know when
the game is over: “But there you are—there was his power to arouse affection and a certain tenderness in the hearts of others, for himself.And on this
the game is over: “But there you are—there was his power to arouse affection and a certain tenderness in the hearts of others, for himself. And on this
he traded. One sees the trick working all the way through the Legion book”
he traded. One sees the trick working all the way through the Legion book”
(“Memoir of Maurice Magnus,”1921–22,355).
(“Memoir of Maurice Magnus,”1921–22,355).
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