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!
THOMAS HARDYWomen accept their destiny more readily than men.
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And yet to every bad there is a worse.
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I wish I had never been born–there or anywhere else.
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It appears that ordinary men take wives because possession is not possible without marriage, and that ordinary women accept husbands because marriage is not possible without possession.
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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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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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Everybody is so talented nowadays that the only people I care to honor as deserving real distinction are those who remain in obscurity.
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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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Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.
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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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Some folk want their luck buttered.
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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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I shall do one thing in this life-one thing certain-this is, love you, and long of you, and keep wanting you till I die.
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Some women’s love of being loved is insatiable; and so, often, is their love of loving; and in the last case they may find that they can’t give it continuously to the chamber-officer appointed by the bishop’s license to receive it.
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Beauty lay not in the thing, but in what the thing symbolized.
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O, you have torn my life all to pieces… made me be what I prayed you in pity not to make me be again!
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