The offhand decision of some commonplace mind high in office at a critical moment influences the course of events for a hundred years.
THOMAS HARDYThe offhand decision of some commonplace mind high in office at a critical moment influences the course of events for a hundred years.
THOMAS HARDYPessimism is playing the sure game. You cannot lose at it; you may gain. It is the only view of life in which you can never be disappointed. Having reckoned what to do in the worst possible circumstances, when better arise, as they may, life becomes child’s play.
THOMAS HARDYTo dwellers in a wood, almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature.
THOMAS HARDYA strong woman who recklessly throws away her strength, she is worse than a weak woman who has never had any strength to throw away.
THOMAS HARDYIt is rarely that the pleasures of the imagination will compensate for the pain of sleeplessness.
THOMAS HARDYIt was the touch of the imperfect upon the would-be perfect that gave the sweetness, because it was that which gave the humanity.
THOMAS HARDYI shall do one thing in this life-one thing certain-this is, love you, and long of you, and keep wanting you till I die.
THOMAS HARDYSilence 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 HARDYWomen are so strange in their influence that they tempt you to misplaced kindness.
THOMAS HARDYI wish I had never been born–there or anywhere else.
THOMAS HARDYOf course poets have morals and manners of their own, and custom is no argument with them.
THOMAS HARDYThe 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.
THOMAS HARDYIndifference to fate which, though it often makes a villain of a man, is the basis of his sublimity when it does not.
THOMAS HARDYThat man’s silence is wonderful to listen to.
THOMAS HARDYThere are accents in the eye which are not on the tongue, and more tales come from pale lips than can enter an ear. It is both the grandeur and the pain of the remoter moods that they avoid the pathway of sound.
THOMAS HARDYYou 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!
THOMAS HARDY