She moved about in a mental cloud of many-coloured idealities, which eclipsed all sinister contingencies by its brightness.
THOMAS HARDYIt 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.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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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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That man’s silence is wonderful to listen to.
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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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If we be doomed to marry, we marry; if we be doomed to remain single we do.
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Beauty lay not in the thing, but in what the thing symbolized.
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Women are so strange in their influence that they tempt you to misplaced kindness.
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The resolution to avoid an evil is seldom framed till the evil is so far advanced as to make avoidance impossible.
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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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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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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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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 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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There’s a friendly tie of some sort between music and eating.
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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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