I shall do one thing in this life-one thing certain-this is, love you, and long of you, and keep wanting you till I die.
THOMAS HARDYTheir 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.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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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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Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.
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And yet to every bad there is a worse.
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Measurement of life should be proportioned rather to the intensity of the experience than to its actual length.
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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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Everybody is so talented nowadays that the only people I care to honor as deserving real distinction are those who remain in obscurity.
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There’s a friendly tie of some sort between music and eating.
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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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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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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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The first cause worked automatically like a somnambulist, and not reflectively like a sage.
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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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We colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in.
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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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