Let me enjoy the earth no less because the all-enacting light that fashioned forth its loveliness had other aims than my delight.
THOMAS HARDYWomen are so strange in their influence that they tempt you to misplaced kindness.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.
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It was the touch of the imperfect upon the would-be perfect that gave the sweetness, because it was that which gave the humanity.
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You overrate my capacity of love. I don’t posess half the warmth of nature you believe me to have. An unprotected childhood in a cold world has beaten gentleness out of me.
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It is rarely that the pleasures of the imagination will compensate for the pain of sleeplessness.
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Indifference to fate which, though it often makes a villain of a man, is the basis of his sublimity when it does not.
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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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Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.
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It may have been observed that there is no regular path for getting out of love as there is for getting in. Some people look upon marriage as a short cut that way, but it has been known to fail.
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Measurement of life should be proportioned rather to the intensity of the experience than to its actual length.
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So each had a private little sun for her soul to bask in; some dream, some affection, some hobby, or at least some remote and distant hope.
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You concede nothing to me and I have to concede everything to you.
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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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Do not do an immoral thing for moral reasons.
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Well, these sad and hopeless obstacles are welcome in one sense, for they enable us to look with indifference upon the cruel satires that Fate loves to indulge in.
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She moved about in a mental cloud of many-coloured idealities, which eclipsed all sinister contingencies by its brightness.
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