A blaze of love and extinction, was better than a lantern glimmer of the same which should last long years.
Thomas HardyWas once lost always lost really true of chastity?
Thomas HardyTis quite true. If I had gone for love o' you, if I had ever sincerely loved you, if I loved you still, I should not so loathe and hate myself for my weakness as I do now! ... My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.
Thomas HardyMots clés love
All things merge in one another - good into evil, generosity into justice, religion into politics...
Thomas HardyAls er een weg is naar het Betere, vraagt dat om een onbelemmerde blik op het Ergste.
Thomas HardyMots clés inspirational
He Looked and smelt like Autumn's very brother, his face being sunburnt to wheat-colour, his eyes blue as corn-flowers, his sleeves and leggings dyed with fruit-stains, his hands clammy with the sweet juice of apples, his hat sprinkled with pips, and everywhere about him the sweet atmosphere of cider which at its first return each season has such an indescribable fascination for those who have been born and bred among the orchards.
Thomas HardyMots clés thomas-hardy giles-winterbourne the-woodlanders
So many people make a name nowadays, that it is more distinguished to remain in obscurity.
Thomas HardyIn the ill-judged execution of the well-judged plan of things the call seldom produces the comer, the man to love rarely coincides with the hour for loving
Thomas HardyTess 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.
Thomas HardyWhen yellow lights struggle with blue shades in hairlike lines.
Thomas HardyMots clés light color atmosphere
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