My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.
THOMAS HARDYShe moved about in a mental cloud of many-coloured idealities, which eclipsed all sinister contingencies by its brightness.
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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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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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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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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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Their position was perhaps the happiest of all positions in the social scale, being above the line at which neediness ends, and below the line at which the convenances begin to cramp natural feeling, and the stress of threadbare modishness makes too little of enough.
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If a path to the better there be, it begins with a full look at the worst.
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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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The business of the poet and the novelist is to show the sorriness underlying the grandest things and the grandeur underlying the sorriest things.
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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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If an offense come out of the truth, better is it that the offense come than that the truth be concealed.
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Why is it that a woman can see from a distance what a man cannot see close?
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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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Women accept their destiny more readily than men.
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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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