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.
THOMAS HARDYPeople 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.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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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.
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Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.
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It appears that ordinary men take wives because possession is not possible without marriage, and that ordinary women accept husbands because marriage is not possible without possession.
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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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Women are so strange in their influence that they tempt you to misplaced kindness.
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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 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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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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But nothing is more insidious than the evolution of wishes from mere fancies, and of wants from mere wishes.
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If we be doomed to marry, we marry; if we be doomed to remain single we do.
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The sky was clear – remarkably clear – and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse.
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My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.
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You concede nothing to me and I have to concede everything to you.
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Some folk want their luck buttered.
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Our impulses are too strong for our judgement sometimes.
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