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 HARDYAnd at home by the fire, whenever you look up there I shall be— and whenever I look up, there will be you.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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But his dreams were as gigantic as his surroundings were small.
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Some women’s love of being loved is insatiable; and so, often, is their love of loving; and in the last case they may find that they can’t give it continuously to the chamber-officer appointed by the bishop’s license to receive it.
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The main object of religion is not to get a man into heaven, but to get heaven into him.
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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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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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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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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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It was terribly beautiful to Tess today, for since her eyes last fell upon it she had learnt that the serpent hisses where the sweet birds sing.
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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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O, you have torn my life all to pieces… made me be what I prayed you in pity not to make me be again!
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My weakness has always been to prefer the large intention of an unskilful artist to the trivial intention of an accomplished one: in other words, I am more interested in the high ideas of a feeble executant than in the high execution of a feeble thinker.
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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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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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Of course poets have morals and manners of their own, and custom is no argument with them.
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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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