Many have learned that the magnitude of lives is not as to their external displacements, but as to their subjective experiences. The impressionable peasant leads a larger, fuller, more dramatic life than the pachydermatous king.
THOMAS HARDYWomen are attracted to silent men. They believe they are listening.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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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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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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We colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in.
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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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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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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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But his dreams were as gigantic as his surroundings were small.
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And yet to every bad there is a worse.
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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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Like the British Constitution, she owes her success in practice to her inconsistencies in principle.
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Remember that the best and greatest among mankind are those who do themselves no worldly good. Every successful man is more or less a selfish man. The devoted fail.
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Though a good deal is too strange to be believed, nothing is too strange to have happened.
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The first cause worked automatically like a somnambulist, and not reflectively like a sage.
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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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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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