And yet to every bad there is a worse.
THOMAS HARDYWell, 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.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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Happiness is but a mere episode in the general drama of pain.
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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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But his dreams were as gigantic as his surroundings were small.
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It may have been observed that there is no regular path for getting out of love as there is for getting in. Some people look upon marriage as a short cut that way, but it has been known to fail.
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We colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in.
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A strong woman who recklessly throws away her strength, she is worse than a weak woman who has never had any strength to throw away.
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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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Beauty lay not in the thing, but in what the thing symbolized.
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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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Is a woman a thinking unit at all, or a fraction always wanting its integer?
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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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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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The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes.
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To dwellers in a wood, almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature.
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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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