Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.
THOMAS HARDYThe perfect woman, you see [is] a working-woman; not an idler; not a fine lady; but one who [uses] her hands and her head and her heart for the good of others.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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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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We ought to have lived in mental communion, and no more.
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Women are so strange in their influence that they tempt you to misplaced kindness.
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Do not do an immoral thing for moral reasons.
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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!
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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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Beauty lay not in the thing, but in what the thing symbolized.
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Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.
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There’s a friendly tie of some sort between music and eating.
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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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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.
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The first cause worked automatically like a somnambulist, and not reflectively like a sage.
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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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You ride well, but you don’t kiss nicely at all.
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The sky was clear – remarkably clear – and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse.
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