We colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in.
THOMAS HARDYThere 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.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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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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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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She was at that modulating point between indifference and love, at the stage called having a fancy for. It occurs once in the history of the most gigantic passions, and it is a period when they are in the hands of the weakest will.
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That it would always be summer and autumn, and you always courting me, and always thinking as much of me as you have done through the past summertime!
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It was the touch of the imperfect upon the would-be perfect that gave the sweetness, because it was that which gave the humanity.
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To be loved to madness–such was her great desire. Love was to her the one cordial which could drive away the eating loneliness of her days. And she seemed to long for the abstraction called passionate love more than for any particular lover.
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Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.
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But his dreams were as gigantic as his surroundings were small.
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Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
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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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If we be doomed to marry, we marry; if we be doomed to remain single we do.
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She moved about in a mental cloud of many-coloured idealities, which eclipsed all sinister contingencies by its brightness.
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Our impulses are too strong for our judgement sometimes.
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