When women are secret they are secret indeed; and more often then not they only begin to be secret with the advent of a second lover.
THOMAS HARDYYou, and those like you, take your fill of pleasure on earth by making the life of such as me bitter and black with sorrow; and then it is a fine thing, when you have had enough of that, to think of securing your pleasure in heaven by becoming converted!
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes.
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Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed. Teach me to die.
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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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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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You, and those like you, take your fill of pleasure on earth by making the life of such as me bitter and black with sorrow; and then it is a fine thing, when you have had enough of that, to think of securing your pleasure in heaven by becoming converted!
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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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The first cause worked automatically like a somnambulist, and not reflectively like a sage.
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And at home by the fire, whenever you look up there I shall be— and whenever I look up, there will be you.
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Happiness is but a mere episode in the general drama of pain.
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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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It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs.
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But nothing is more insidious than the evolution of wishes from mere fancies, and of wants from mere wishes.
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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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Women are so strange in their influence that they tempt you to misplaced kindness.
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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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