It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs.
THOMAS HARDYBut his dreams were as gigantic as his surroundings were small.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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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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That man’s silence is wonderful to listen to.
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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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Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.
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But his dreams were as gigantic as his surroundings were small.
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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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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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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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If Galileo had said in verse that the world moved, the inquisition might have let him alone.
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To be loved to madness–such was her great desire. Love was to her the one cordial which could drive away the eating loneliness of her days. And she seemed to long for the abstraction called passionate love more than for any particular lover.
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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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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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My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.
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All romances end at marriage.
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Happiness is but a mere episode in the general drama of pain.
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