Deysey

“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.”
― Thomas Hardy, Far From the Madding Crowd

“Thoroughly convinced of the impossibility of his own suit, a high resolve constrained him not to injure that of another. This is a lover's most stoical virtue, as the lack of it is a lover's most venial sin.”
― Thomas Hardy, Far From the Madding Crowd

“Misfortune is a fine opiate to personal terror.”
― Thomas Hardy, Far From the Madding Crowd

“Love, though added emotion, is substracted capacity”
― Thomas Hardy, Far From the Madding Crowd