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.
Thomas HardyMy argument is that War makes rattling good history; but Peace is poor reading.
Thomas HardyWhat at night had been perfect and ideal was by day the more or less defective real.
Thomas HardyShe showed that oblique-mannered softness which is perhaps more frequent in women of darker complexion and more lymphatic temperament than Mrs. Charmond’s was; women who lingeringly smile their meanings to men rather than speak to them, who inveigle rather than prompt, and take advantage of currents rather than steer.
Thomas HardyEvery desired renewal of an existence is debased by being half alloy.
Thomas HardyLet 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.
Thomas HardyTag: life hope thomas-hardy betrayed tess-of-the-d-urbervilles durbyfield
Many besides Angel have learnt that the magnitude of lives is not as to their external displacements but as to their subjective experiences.
Thomas HardyTag: life experience importance displacement angel-clare
Did it never strike your mind that what every woman says, some women may feel?
Thomas HardyTag: strength women feelings alec tess
He resolved never again, by look or by sign, to interrupt the steady flow of this man's life.
Thomas HardyUnder the trees several pheasants lay about, their rich plumage dabbled with blood; some were dead, some feebly twitching a wing, some staring up at the sky, some pulsating quickly, some contorted, some stretched out—all of them writhing in agony except the fortunate ones whose tortures had ended during the night by the inability of nature to bear more. With the impulse of a soul who could feel for kindred sufferers as much as for herself, Tess’s first thought was to put the still living birds out of their torture, and to this end with her own hands she broke the necks of as many as she could find, leaving them to lie where she had found them till the gamekeepers should come, as they probably would come, to look for them a second time. “Poor darlings—to suppose myself the most miserable being on earth in the sight o’ such misery as yours!” she exclaimed, her tears running down as she killed the birds tenderly.
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