Quotes from Thomas Hardy

Bathsheba, he said tenderly and in surprise, and coming closer: if I only knew one thing- you would allow me to love you and win you. and marry you after all-- if I only knew that.! But you never will know, she murmured. Why? Because you never ask. Oh-Oh! said Gabriel, with a low laugh of joyousness. My own dear-

I have nobody in the world to fight my battles for me; but no mercy is shown. Yet if a thousand of you sneer and say things against me, I will not be put down!

But a resolution to avoid an evil is seldom framed till the evil is so far advanced as to make avoidance impossible.

In the middle of the porch was a vertical sun-dial, whose gnomon swayed loosely about when the wind blew, and cast its shadow hither and thither, as much as to say, 'Here's your fine model dial; here's any time for any man; I am an old dial; and shiftiness is the best policy.

Peace and war kiss each other at their hours of preparation—sickles, scythes, shears, and pruning-hooks, ranking with swords, bayonets, and lances, in their common necessity for point and edge.

Por qué no me dijiste que se corría peligro entre los hombres? ¿Por qué no me previniste? Algunas señoras saben defenderse porque leen novelas que les hablan de estas cosas, pero yo nunca tuve ocasión de aprender de ese modo y tú no me lo enseñaste.

It was Wisdom in the abstract facing Folly in the concrete.

Love begins with a sense of superior discernment.

The man to love rarely coincides with the hour for loving. Nature does not often say See! to her poor creature at a time when seeing can lead to happy doing; or reply Here! to a body's cry of Where? till the hide-and-seek has become an irksome, outworn game.

Perché dovremmo mettere fine a tutto ciò che è dolce e bello? - ella scongiurava - Quanto deve avvenire, avverrà - ...... - Tutto è angoscia laggiù, e qui dentro tutto è felicità. Anch'egli gettò un'occhiata fuori. Era proprio vero; dentro c'era affetto, unione, il perdono dell'errore; fuori stava l'inesorabile

We discern a grand force in the lover which he lacks whilst a free man, but there is a breadth of vision in the free man which in the lover we vainly seek.

Over and above the genuine emotion which she raised in his heart there hung the sense that he was casting a die by impulse which he might not have thrown by judgment.

Poetry is emotion put into measure. The emotion must come by nature, but the measure can be acquired by art.

old-fashioned machinery, which he feared would not enlighten him greatly on modern

But what is Wisdom really? A steady handling of any means to bring about any end necessary to happiness. Yet whether one's end be the usual end — a wealthy position in life — or no, the name of wisdom is seldom applied but to the means to that usual end.

Little towns are like little children in this respect, that they interest most when they are enacting native peculiarities unconscious of beholders. Discovering themselves to be watched they attempt to be entertaining by putting on an antic, and produce disagreeable caricatures which spoil them. The

His supper still remained spread; and going to the front door, and softly setting it open, he returned to the room and sat as watchers sit on Old-Midsummer eves, expecting the phantom of the Beloved. But she did not come.

And then he again uneasily saw, as he had latterly seen with more and more frequency, the scorn of Nature for man's finer emotions, and her lack of interest in his aspirations.

But loving is not done by months, or method, or rule, or nobody would ever have invented such a phrase as falling in love.

Whilst I would have given worlds to touch your hand, you have let a rake come in without right or ceremony and—kiss you! Heaven's mercy—kiss you!

kar??l?k? duygular?ndan çok az konuÅŸuyorlard?, böylesi s?nanm?? dostluklarda güzel cümleler ve s?cak ilgi gereksizdi muhtemelen….

Se recostó contra las colmenas, y levantando al cielo la cara, hizo algunas observaciones a propósito de las estrellas, cuyas frías pulsaciones palpitaban en las negras oquedades de allá arriba, llenas de serena indiferencia respecto a aquellas dos briznas de humanidad.

This question of a woman telling her story—the heaviest of crosses to herself—seemed but amusement to others. It was as if people should laugh at martyrdom.

He had, he verily believed, overcome all tendency to fly to liquor - which, indeed, he had never done from taste, but merely as an escape from intolerable misery of the mind.