It was the touch of the imperfect upon the would-be perfect that gave the sweetness, because it was that which gave the humanity.
THOMAS HARDYBeauty lay not in the thing, but in what the thing symbolized.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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My weakness has always been to prefer the large intention of an unskilful artist to the trivial intention of an accomplished one: in other words, I am more interested in the high ideas of a feeble executant than in the high execution of a feeble thinker.
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Beauty lay not in the thing, but in what the thing symbolized.
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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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If a path to the better there be, it begins with a full look at the worst.
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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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If we be doomed to marry, we marry; if we be doomed to remain single we do.
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There’s a friendly tie of some sort between music and eating.
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Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.
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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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My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.
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I wish I had never been born–there or anywhere else.
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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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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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But nothing is more insidious than the evolution of wishes from mere fancies, and of wants from mere wishes.
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It was then that the ecstasy and the dream began, in which emotion was the matter of the universe, and matter but an adventitious intrusion likely to hinder you from spinning where you wanted to spin.
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