It was still early, and the sun’s lower limb was just free of the hill, his rays, ungenial and peering, addressed the eye rather than the touch as yet.
THOMAS HARDYYou have never loved me as I love you–never–never! Yours is not a passionate heart–your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite– not a woman!
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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That it would always be summer and autumn, and you always courting me, and always thinking as much of me as you have done through the past summertime!
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But his dreams were as gigantic as his surroundings were small.
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The perfect woman, you see [is] a working-woman; not an idler; not a fine lady; but one who [uses] her hands and her head and her heart for the good of others.
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And yet to every bad there is a worse.
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I may do some good before I am dead–be a sort of success as a frightful example of what not to do; and so illustrate a moral story.
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I wish I had never been born–there or anywhere else.
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The first cause worked automatically like a somnambulist, and not reflectively like a sage.
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Everybody is so talented nowadays that the only people I care to honor as deserving real distinction are those who remain in obscurity.
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All romances end at marriage.
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Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.
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That one true heart was left behind! What feeling do we ever find, to equal among human kind, a dog’s fidelity!
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Silence has sometimes a remarkable power of showing itself as the disembodied soul of feeling wandering without its carcase, and it is then more impressive than speech.
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Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
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The business of the poet and the novelist is to show the sorriness underlying the grandest things and the grandeur underlying the sorriest things.
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Let me enjoy the earth no less because the all-enacting light that fashioned forth its loveliness had other aims than my delight.
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