Thomas Hardy Quotes
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To dwellers in a wood, almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature.
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Indifference to fate which, though it often makes a villain of a man, is the basis of his sublimity when it does not.
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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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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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I agree to the conditions, Angel; because you know best what my punishment ought to be; only - only - don't make it more than I can bear!
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Tis because we be on a blighted star, and not a sound one, isn't it Tess?
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The social mould civilization fits us into have no more relation to our actual shapes than the conventional shapes of the constellations have to the real star-patterns. I am called Mrs. Richard Phillotson, living a calm wedded life with my counterpart of that name. But I am not really Mrs. Richard Phillotson, but a woman tossed about, all alone, with aberrant passions, and unaccountable antipathies.
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Many of her thoughts were perfect syllogisms; unluckily they always remained thoughts. Only a few were irrational assumptions; but, unfortunately, they were the ones which most frequently grew into deeds.
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You don't talk quite like a girl who has had no advantages.
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War makes good history but peace is poor reading.
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And yet to every bad there is a worse.
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Done because we are too many.
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If a path to the better there be, it begins with a full look at the worst.
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Don't think of what's past!" said she. "I am not going to think outside of now. Why should we! Who knows what tomorrow has in store?
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The perfect woman, you see is a working-woman; not an idler; not a fine lady; but one who uses her hands and her head and her heart for the good of others.
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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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By experience", says Roger Ascham, "we find out a short way by a long wandering." Not seldom that long wandering unfits us for further travel, and of what use is our experience to us then?
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The sky was clear - remarkably clear - and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse.
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A woman would rather visit her own grave than the place where she has been young and beautiful after she is aged and ugly.
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Bless thy simplicity, Tess
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Women accept their destiny more readily than men.
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I have felt lately, more and more, that my present way of living is bad in every respect.
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That aspects are within us; and who seems Most kingly is the King.
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Silence has sometimes a remarkable power of showing itself as the disembodied soul of feeling wandering without its carcase, and it is then more impressive than speech.