Quotes from Thomas Hardy

The trees overhead deepened the gloom of the hour, and they dripped sadly upon him, impressing him with forebodings—illogical forebodings; for though he knew that he loved her he also knew that he could not be more to her than he was.

Es difícil para una mujer definir sus sentimientos en un lenguaje creado principalmente por el hombre para expresar los suyos.

People already feel that a man who lives without disturbing a curve of feature, or setting a mark of mental concern anywhere upon himself, is too far removed from modern perceptiveness to be a modern type. Physically beautiful men - the glory of the race when it was young - are almost an anachronism now; and we may wonder whether, at some time or other, physically beautiful women may not be an anachronism likewise.

For, as without law there is no sin, without eyes there is no indecorum;

I speak as one who plumbs Life's dim profound, One who at length can sound Clear views and certain. But—after love what comes? A scene that lours, A few sad vacant hours, And then, the Curtain.

You know what that feeling is, continued Boldwood, deliberately. A thing strong as death. No dismissal by a hasty letter affects that.

So many people make a name now-a-days, that it is more distinguished to remain in obscurity.

think it with all your heart, said he. It is a pleasant thought, and costs nothing.

People already feel that a man who lives without disturbing a curve of feature, or setting a mark of mental concern anywhere upon himself, is too far removed from modern perceptiveness to be a modern type. Physically beautiful men - the glory of the race when it was young - are almost an anachronism now; and we may wonder whether, at some time or other, physically beautiful women may not be anachronism likewise.

Children begin with detail, and learn up to the general; they begin with the contiguous, and gradually comprehend the universal. The boy seemed to have begun with the generals of life, and never to have concerned himself with the particulars.

It wouldn't do, Mr Oak. I want somebody to tame me; I am too independent; and you would never be able to, I know. Oak cast his eyes down the field in a way implying that it was useless to attempt argument.

Perfect, he, as a lover, might have called them off-hand. But no – they were not perfect. and it was the touch of the imperfect upon the would-be perfect that gave the sweetness, because it was that which gave the humanity.

Soon will be growing Green blades from her mound, And daisies be showing Like stars on the ground, Till she form part of them - Ay - the sweet heart of them, Loved beyond measure With a child's pleasure All her life's round.

This was an even more unknown tract of the unknown. Space here, being less the historic haunt of human thought than overhead at home, seemed to be pervaded with a more lonely loneliness.

why the do sun shine on the just and unjust alike?

Kad?n asl?nda düÅŸünen bir bütün müdür, yoksa her zaman tümleyicisini arayan bir kesir mi?

Matrimonial ambition is such an honourable thing.

Po tuo išoriniu kevalu - ? j? pašalinis žmogus tik prab?gomis žvilgtert? kaip ? nereikšming?, tiesiog negyv? daikt? - sl?p?si pilna gyvyb?s siela, kuri, dar jauna b?dama, skaudžiai patyr?, kokia menka yra materialini? g?rybi? vert?, kokie žiaur?s žmogaus geiduliai ir kokia nepastovi meil?.

Being a man not without a frequent consciousness that there was some charm in this life he led, he stood still after looking at the sky as a useful instrument, and regarded it in an appreciative spirit, as a work of art superlatively beautiful. For a moment, he seemed impressed with the speaking loneliness of the scene, or rather with the complete abstraction from all its compass of the sights and sounds of man. Human shapes, interferences, troubles, and joys were all as if they were not

The fact is, said d'Urberville, drily; whatever your dear husband believed you accept, and whatever he rejected you reject, without the least inquiry or reasoning on your part. That's just like you women. Your mind is enslaved to his.

Well, what I mean is that I shouldn't mind being a bride at a wedding, if I could be one without having a husband.

a lonely leaf would occasionally spin downwards to rejoin on the grass the scathed multitude of its comrades which had preceded it in its fall.

For a moment - only for a moment - when they were in the turning of the drive, between the tall rhododendrons and conifers, before the lodge became visible, he inclined his face towards her as if - but, no: he thought better of it and let her go.

Si sdraiò sul suo giaciglio nel soggiorno e spense la luce. La notte entrò e vi prese il suo posto, noncurante e indifferente; quella stessa notte che si era già ingoiata la sua felicità e che ora stava distrattamente digerendosela; ed era pronta a ingoiare la felicità di migliaia d'altre persone, con la stessa noncuranza e impassibilità.