Holiness was always something richly dim.

“All the best women are married, yes, they are - to all the worst men' There was…”

“Dim loneliness came imperceivably into the fields and he turned back. The birds…”

“O, sir,' murmured Sheila, still on her knees, 'please forgive me.''Forgive you!…”

“To be far from the madding crowd is to be mad indeed.”