Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
THOMAS HARDYIt was the touch of the imperfect upon the would-be perfect that gave the sweetness, because it was that which gave the humanity.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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A lover without indiscretion is no lover at all.
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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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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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I may do some good before I am dead–be a sort of success as a frightful example of what not to do; and so illustrate a moral story.
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The main object of religion is not to get a man into heaven, but to get heaven into him.
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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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You, and those like you, take your fill of pleasure on earth by making the life of such as me bitter and black with sorrow; and then it is a fine thing, when you have had enough of that, to think of securing your pleasure in heaven by becoming converted!
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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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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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Do not do an immoral thing for moral reasons.
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Is a woman a thinking unit at all, or a fraction always wanting its integer?
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All romances end at marriage.
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Our impulses are too strong for our judgement sometimes.
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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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