Thomas Hardy Quotes


Type: Novelist,poet

Born: 2 June 1840

Died: 11 January 1928

Thomas Hardy was an English novelist and poet. A Victorian realist in the tradition of George Eliot, he was influenced both in his novels and in his poetry by Romanticism, especially William Wordsworth. Charles Dickens was another important influence. He was highly critical of much in Victorian society, though Hardy focused more on a declining rural society.

Thomas Hardy Quotes

Happiness was but the occasional episode in a general drama of pain.

So do flux and reflux-the rhythm of change-alternate and persist in everything under the sky.

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.

A novel is an impression, not an argument; and there the matter must rest.

But you will never realize that an incident which filled but a degree in the circle of your thoughts covered the whole circumference of mine. No person can see exactly what and where another's horizon is.

My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.

A blaze of love and extinction, was better than a lantern glimmer of the same which should last long years.

Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.

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!

You ride well, but you don't kiss nicely at all.

If Fancy's lips had been real cherries probably Dick's would have appeared deeply stained.

He had been held to her by a beautiful thread which it pained him to spoil by breaking, rather than by a chain he could not break.

I shall be up before you are awake; I shall be afield before you are up; and I shall have breakfasted before you are afield. In short, I shall astonish you all.

Well, if you wanted to love me, why do you blow so hot and cold?
Why do you... keep tantalizing me?
I tell you, Tess, I'd take you for a flirt,
For a sit you could catch,
If I didn't know just honest and pure you are." Angel

She felt powerless to withstand or deny him. He was altogether too much for her, and Bathsheba seemed as one who, facing a reviving wind, finds it to blow so strongly that it stops the breath.

Let truth be told - women do as a rule live through such humiliations, and regain their spirits, and again look about them with an interested eye. While there's life there's hope is a connviction not so entirely unknown to the "betrayed" as some amiable theorists would have us believe.

If Galileo had said in verse that the world moved, the inquisition might have let him alone.

When women are secret they are secret indeed; and more often then not they only begin to be secret with the advent of a second lover.

Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.

A strong woman who recklessly throws away her strength, she is worse than a weak woman who has never had any strength to throw away.

Sometimes a woman's love of being loved gets the better of her conscience, and though she is agonized at the thought of treating a man cruelly, she encourages him to love her while she doesn't love him at all. Then, when she sees him suffering, her remorse sets in, and she does what she can to repair the wrong.

you are absolutely the most ethereal, least sensual woman I ever knew to exist without inhuman sexlessness.

I have sometimes thought-that under the affectation of independent views you are as enslaved to the social code as any woman I know!

Every woman who makes a permanent impression on a man is afterwards recalled to his mind's eye as she appeared in one particular scene, which seems ordained to be her special medium of manifestation throughout all the pages of his memory.

But you are too lovely even to care to be kind as others are.

-the ethereal, fine-nerved, sensitive girl, quite unfitted by temperament and instinct to fulfil the conditions of the matrimonial relation with Phillotson, possibly with scarce any man...

People go on marrying because they can't resist natural forces, although many of them may know perfectly well that they are possibly buying a month's pleasure with a life's discomfort.

On the morning appointed for her departure Tess awoke before dawn - at the marginal minute of the dark when the grove is still mute save for one prophetic bird, who sings with a clear-voiced conviction that he at least knows the correct time of day, the rest preserving silence, as if equally convinced that he is mistaken.

Tess was awake before dawn - at the marginal minute of the dark when the grove is still mute, save for one prophetic bird who sings with a clear-voiced conviction that he at least knows the correct time of day, the rest preserving silence as if equally convinced that he is mistaken.

This is the weather the cuckoo likes,
And so do I;
When showers betumble the chestnut spikes,
And nestlings fly

I don’t want to see landscapes, i.e. scenic paintings of them, because I don’t want to see the original realities – as optical effects that is. I want to see the deeper reality underlying the scenic, the expression of what are sometimes called abstract imaginings. The ‘simply natural’ is interesting no longer.

If we be doomed to marry, we marry; if we be doomed to remain single we do.

It appears that ordinary men take wives because possession is not possible without marriage, and that ordinary women accept husbands because marriage is not possible without possession

It is the effect of marriage to engender in several directions some of the reserve it annihilates in one.

When you've made up your mind to marry, take the first respectable body that comes to hand - she's as good as any other; they be all alike in groundwork: 'tis only in the flourishes there's a difference.

...there was alienation in the standing consciousness that his squareness would not fit the round hole that had been prepared for him.

It was then that the ecstasy and the dream began, in which emotion was the matter of the universe, and matter but an adventitious intrusion likely to hinder you from spinning where you wanted to spin.

Better to choose a limit capriciously than to have none.

People who have always gone right don't know half as much about the nature and ways of going right as those do who have gone wrong.

There's a friendly tie of some sort between music and eating.

That innate love of melody, which she had inherited from her ballad-singing mother, gave the simplest music a power which could well-nigh drag her heart out of her bosom at times.

Cultivate the art of renunciation.

There is always an inertia to be overcome in striking out a new line of conduct – not more in ourselves, it seems, than in circumscribing events, which appear as if leagued together to allow no novelties in the way of amelioration.

karşılıkı duygularından çok az konuşuyorlardı, böylesi sınanmış dostluklarda güzel cümleler ve sıcak ilgi gereksizdi muhtemelen….

Done because we are too many.

Then if children make so much trouble, why do people have 'em?

I think that whenever children be born that are not wanted they should be killed directly, before their souls come to 'em, and not allowed to grow big and walk about!

Po tuo išoriniu kevalu - į jį pašalinis žmogus tik prabėgomis žvilgtertų kaip į nereikšmingą, tiesiog negyvą daiktą - slėpėsi pilna gyvybės siela, kuri, dar jauna būdama, skaudžiai patyrė, kokia menka yra materialinių gėrybių vertė, kokie žiaurūs žmogaus geiduliai ir kokia nepastovi meilė.

I am only a peasant by position, not by nature!

He was moderately truthful towards men, but to women lied like a Cretan-a system of ethics above all others calculated to win popularity at the first flush of admission into lively society.

Everybody must be managed. Queens must be managed. Kings must be managed, for men want managing almost as much as women, and that's saying a good deal.

Always wanting another man than your own.

We colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in.

She seemed to be occupied with of inner chamber of ideas and to have slight need for visible objects.

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