The business of the poet and the novelist is to show the sorriness underlying the grandest things and the grandeur underlying the sorriest things.
THOMAS HARDYOf course poets have morals and manners of their own, and custom is no argument with them.
More Thomas Hardy Quotes
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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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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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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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We ought to have lived in mental communion, and no more.
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It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs.
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All romances end at marriage.
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Pessimism is playing the sure game. You cannot lose at it; you may gain. It is the only view of life in which you can never be disappointed. Having reckoned what to do in the worst possible circumstances, when better arise, as they may, life becomes child’s play.
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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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The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes.
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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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Women accept their destiny more readily than men.
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Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
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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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Like the British Constitution, she owes her success in practice to her inconsistencies in principle.
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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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