The 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.
THOMAS HARDYLove is a possible strength in an actual weakness.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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Of course poets have morals and manners of their own, and custom is no argument with them.
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We ought to have lived in mental communion, and no more.
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Their position was perhaps the happiest of all positions in the social scale, being above the line at which neediness ends, and below the line at which the convenances begin to cramp natural feeling, and the stress of threadbare modishness makes too little of enough.
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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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You overrate my capacity of love. I don’t posess half the warmth of nature you believe me to have. An unprotected childhood in a cold world has beaten gentleness out of me.
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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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If an offense come out of the truth, better is it that the offense come than that the truth be concealed.
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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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All romances end at marriage.
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I wish I had never been born–there or anywhere else.
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That man’s silence is wonderful to listen to.
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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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So each had a private little sun for her soul to bask in; some dream, some affection, some hobby, or at least some remote and distant hope.
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To dwellers in a wood, almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature.
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That one true heart was left behind! What feeling do we ever find, to equal among human kind, a dog’s fidelity!
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