Top 500 Thomas Hardy Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “If these two noticed Angel’s growing social ineptness, he noticed their growing mental limitations. Felix seemed to him all Church; Cubbert all College... Each brother candidly recognized there were a few unimportant scores of millions outside in civilized society, persons who were neither University men nor churchmen; but they were to be tolerated rather than reckoned with and respected.”

— Thomas Hardy

352. “Always wanting another man than your own.”

— Thomas Hardy

353. “Thoroughly convinced of the impossibility of his own suit, a high resolve constrained him not to injure that of another. This is a lover’s most stoical virtue, as the lack of it is a lover’s most venial sin.”

— Thomas Hardy

354. “The village was shutting its eyes. Candles and lamps were being put out everywhere: she could inwardly behold the extinguisher and the extended hand.”

— Thomas Hardy

355. “A young woman’s face will turn the north wind, Master Richard: my heart if ’twon’t.”

— Thomas Hardy

356. “That’s my fist.” Here he placed his fist, rather smaller in size than a common loaf, in the mathematical centre of the maltster’s little table, and with it gave a bump or two thereon, as if to ensure that their eyes all thoroughly took in the idea of fistiness before he went further.”

— Thomas Hardy

357. “Of the wickedness of the world he was too forgetful. To discover evil in a new friend is to most people only an additional experience: to him it was ever a surprise.”

— Thomas Hardy

358. “Tory’s deformities lay deep down from a woman’s vision, whilst his embellishments were upon the very surface; thus contrasting with homely Oak, whose defects were patent to the blindest, and whose virtues were as metals in a mine.”

— Thomas Hardy

359. “She was carrying an armful of Bibles for her class, and such was her view of life that events which produced heartache in others wrought beatific smiles upon her – an enviable result, although, in the opinion of Angel, it was obtained by a curiously unnatural sacrifice of humanity to mysticism.”

— Thomas Hardy

360. “But in recognizing her ignorance of the ratio between words to women and deeds to women in the ethical code of the bachelor of the club, she forgot that human nature in the gross differs little with situation, and that a gift which, if the germs were lacking, no amount of training in clubs and coteries could supply, was mother-wit like her own.”

— Thomas Hardy

361. “Perhaps you are making a cat’s paw of me with Phillotson all this time. Upon my word it almost seems so – to see you sitting up there so prim.”

— Thomas Hardy

362. “Eyeing her as a critic eyes a doubtful painting.”

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363. “Nobody had beheld the gravitation of the two into one.”

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364. “By making inquiries he found that the girl’s name was Bathsheba Everdene, and that the cow would go dry in about seven days. He dreaded the eighth day.”

— Thomas Hardy

365. “Little towns are like little children in this respect, that they interest most when they are enacting native peculiarities unconscious of beholders. Discovering themselves to be watched they attempt to be entertaining by putting on an antic, and produce disagreeable caricatures which spoil them. The.”

— Thomas Hardy

366. “To indulge one’s instinctive and uncontrolled sense of justice and right, was not, he had found, permitted with impunity in an old civilization like ours. It was necessary to act under an acquired and cultivated sense of the same, if you wished to enjoy an average share of comfort and honour; and to let crude loving kindness take care of itself.”

— Thomas Hardy

367. “But there were certain early days in Casterbridge- days of firmamental exhaustion which followed angry south-westerly tempests-when, if the sun shone, the air was like velvet.”

— Thomas Hardy

368. “She went indoors in that peculiar state of misery which is not exactly grief, and which especially attends the dawnings of reason in the latter days of an ill-judged, transient love. To be conscious that the end of the dream is approaching, and yet has not absolutely come, is one of the most wearisome as well as the most curious stages along the course between the beginning of a passion and its end.”

— Thomas Hardy

369. “The most vigorous expression of a resolution does not always coincide with the greatest vigour of the resolution itself.”

— Thomas Hardy

370. “More than ever he longed to be in some world where personal ambition was not the only recognized form of progress – such, perhaps, as might have been the case at some time or other in the silvery globe then shining upon him.”

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371. “I want something that makes people strong and energetic for the present, that borrows the strength of to-morrow for use to-day – leaving to-morrow without any at all for that matter; or even that would take all life away to-morrow, so long as it enabled me to get home again now.”

— Thomas Hardy

372. “She might have looked her thanks to Gabriel on a minute scale, but she did not speak them.”

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373. “So that, whatever the stars were made for, they were not made to please our eyes. It is just the same in everything; nothing is made for man.”

— Thomas Hardy

374. “Well – I’m an outsider to the end of my days!”

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375. “Well, because it is provokingly wrong. I am a sort of negation of it.” “You are very philosophical. ‘A negation’ is profound talking.”

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376. “As to our going on together as we were going, in a sort of friendly way, the people round us would have made it unable to continue. Their views of the relations of man and woman are limited, as is proved by their expelling me from the school. Their philosophy only recognizes relations based on animal desire. The wide field of strong attachment where desire plays, at least, only a secondary part, is ignored by them – the part of – who is it? – Venus Urania.”

— Thomas Hardy

377. “The Scotchman seemed hardly the same Farfrae who had danced with her, and walked with her, in a delicate poise between love and friendship – that period in the history of a love when alone it can be said to be unalloyed with pain.”

— Thomas Hardy

378. “But now that her moral sorrows were passing away a fresh one arose.”

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379. “Two ardent hearts against one poor little conscience.”

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380. “I determined you should come; and you have come! I have shown my power.”

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381. “Ah, a time of his life shall come when he will have to repent, and think wretchedly of the pain he has caused another man; and then may he ache, and wish, and curse, and yearn – as I do now!”

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382. “Oh yes,” she said, quickly. “I know all that. But don’t talk of it – seven or six years – where may we all be by that time?” “They will soon glide by, and it will seem an astonishingly short time to look back upon when they are past – much less than to look forward to now.”

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383. “He had passed through an ordeal of wretchedness which had given him more than it had taken away. He had lost all he possessed of worldly property; he had sunk from his modest elevation down to a lower ditch than that from which he had started; but he had now a dignified calm he had never known before and that indifference to fate. And thus the abasement had been an exaltation and the loss gain.”

— Thomas Hardy

384. “Durbeyfield was what was locally called a slack-twisted fellow; he had good strength to work at times; but the times could not be relied on to coincide with the hours of requirement; and, having been unaccustomed to the regular toil of the day-labourer, he was not particularly persistent when they did so coincide.”

— Thomas Hardy

385. “Suddenly she aroused herself and exclaimed, “But I’ll shake it off. Yes, I will shake it off! No one shall know my suffering. I’ll be bitterly merry, and ironically gay, and I’ll laugh in derision! – Eustacia Vye.”

— Thomas Hardy

386. “Perhaps in no minor point does a woman astonish her helpmate more than in the strange power she possesses of believing cajoleries that she knows to be false – except indeed in that of being utterly skeptical on strictures that she knows to be true.”

— Thomas Hardy

387. “His parted lips were lips which spoke, not of love, but of millions of miles; those were eyes which habitually gazed, not into the depths of other eyes, but into other worlds. Within his temples dwelt thoughts, not of woman’s looks, but of stellar aspects and the configuration of constellations.”

— Thomas Hardy

388. “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.”

— Thomas Hardy

389. “It was still early, and though the sun’s lower limb was just free of the hill, his rays, ungenial and peering, addressed the eye rather than the touch as yet. There was not a human soul near. Sad October and her sadder self seemed the only two existences haunting that lane.”

— Thomas Hardy

390. “She had not meant him to translate her words about returning home so literally at the first; she had not intended him to learn her secret; but more than all she was not able to endure the perception of his learning it and continuing unmoved.”

— Thomas Hardy

391. “Hate him she did not quite; but he was dust and ashes to her...”

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392. “Children begin with detail, and learn up to the general; they begin with the contiguous, and gradually comprehend the universal. The boy seemed to have begun with the generals of life, and never to have concerned himself with the particulars. To him the houses, the willows, the obscure fields beyond, were apparently regarded not as brick residences, pollards, meadows; but as human dwellings in the abstract, vegetation, and the wide dark world.”

— Thomas Hardy

393. “She was in the mood for sounds of every kind now, and strained her ears to catch the faintest, in wayward enmity to her quiet of mind.”

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394. “Some of the most passionately erotic poets have been the most self-contained in their daily lives.”

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395. “The ‘appetite for joy’ which pervades all creation, that tremendous force which sways humanity to its purpose, as the ride sways the helpless weed, was not to be controlled by vague lucubrations over the social rubric.”

— Thomas Hardy

396. “Altogether he was one in whom no man would have seen anything to admire, and in whom no woman would have seen anything to dislike.”

— Thomas Hardy

397. “I will help to my last breath the woman I have loved so dearly.”

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398. “Those who have the power of reproaching in silence may find it a means more effective than words. There are accents in the eye which are not on the tongue, and more tales come from pale lips than can enter an ear.”

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399. “In the worst attacks of trouble there appears to be always a superficial film of consciousness which is left disengaged and open to the notice of trifles, and Bathsheba was faintly amused at the boy’s method, till he too passed on.”

— Thomas Hardy

400. “Let me look right into your moonlit face, and dwell on every line and curve in it!”

— Thomas Hardy