Thomas Hardy
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That mercy towards one set of creatures was cruelty towards another sickened his sense of harmony. As you got older, and felt yourself to be at the center of your time, and not at a point in its circumference, as you had felt when you were little, you were seized with a sort of shuddering, he perceived. All around you there seemed to be something glaring, garish, rattling, and the noises and glares hit upon the little cell called your life, and shook it, and warped it. ✨ Thomas Hardy (1906). The pocket Thomas Hardy, selections from the Wessex novels and poems, made by A.H. Hyatt

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