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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 Hardy

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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Hands Heart Herself Perfection Woman Work
Some folk want their luck buttered.
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Friendship Lucky One Liner
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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Delight Earth Enjoyment Fashion Happiness Light Myself
It is rarely that the pleasures of the imagination will compensate for the pain of sleeplessness.
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Happiness Imagination Pain Sleep
Women are attracted to silent men. They believe they are listening.
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Attraction Listening Man Silence Woman
If we be doomed to marry, we marry; if we be doomed to remain single we do.
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Couple Love Marriage Relationship
Pessimism is playing the sure game. You cannot lose at it; you may gain. It is the only view of life in which you can never be disappointed. Having reckoned what to do in the worst possible circumstances, when better arise, as they may, life becomes child’s play.
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Better Children Disappoint Game Life Lose Play Possible Worst
Women accept their destiny more readily than men.
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Acceptance Destiny Man Woman
A lover without indiscretion is no lover at all.
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Love Lover
People go on marrying because they can’t resist natural forces, although many of them may know perfectly well that they are possibly buying a month’s pleasure with a life’s discomfort.
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Comfortable Force Happiness Marriage Natural People Resistance
I shall do one thing in this life-one thing certain-this is, love you, and long of you, and keep wanting you till I die.
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Death Life Love Myself
You 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!
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Burn Flame Heart Love Myself Passion Woman Yourself
The value of old age depends upon the person who reaches it. To some men of early performance it is useless. To others, who are late to develop, it just enables them to finish the job.
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Age Development Early Friendship Job Man Old Performance Reach Value
Of course poets have morals and manners of their own, and custom is no argument with them.
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Argument Custom Moral Poet
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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Business Novel Poet Sorry
My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.
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Eyes Love Myself Relationship Yourself

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.

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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.

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