I wish I had never been born–there or anywhere else.
THOMAS HARDYO, you have torn my life all to pieces… made me be what I prayed you in pity not to make me be again!
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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There are accents in the eye which are not on the tongue, and more tales come from pale lips than can enter an ear. It is both the grandeur and the pain of the remoter moods that they avoid the pathway of sound.
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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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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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Let me enjoy the earth no less because the all-enacting light that fashioned forth its loveliness had other aims than my delight.
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Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
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My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.
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A lover without indiscretion is no lover at all.
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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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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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You ride well, but you don’t kiss nicely at all.
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We ought to have lived in mental communion, and no more.
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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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But nothing is more insidious than the evolution of wishes from mere fancies, and of wants from mere wishes.
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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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Beauty lay not in the thing, but in what the thing symbolized.
THOMAS HARDY