There's a friendly tie of some sort between music and eating. Thomas Hardy More Quotes by Thomas Hardy More Quotes From Thomas Hardy I. At Tea THE kettle descants in a cosy drone, And the young wife looks in her husband's face, And then in her guest's, and shows in her own Her sense that she fills an envied place; And the visiting lady is all abloom, And says there was never so sweet a room. And the happy young housewife does not know That the woman beside her was his first choice, Till the fates ordained it could not be so.... Betraying nothing in look or voice The guest sits smiling and sips her tea, And he throws her a stray glance yearningly. Thomas Hardy fate husband sweet You overrate my capacity of love. I don't posess half the warmth of nature you believe me to have. An unprotected childhood in a cold world has beaten gentleness out of me. Thomas Hardy childhood half believe 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 suits sin lovers You, and those like you, take your fill of pleasure on earth by making the life of such as me bitter and black with sorrow; and then it is a fine thing, when you have had enough of that, to think of securing your pleasure in heaven by becoming converted! Thomas Hardy black heaven thinking I wish I had never been born--there or anywhere else. Thomas Hardy born wish Let 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 Hardy eye believe looks ...the figure near at hand suffers on such occasions, because it shows up its sorriness without shade; while vague figures afar off are honored, in that their distance makes artistic virtues of their stains. In considering what Tess was not, he overlooked what she was, and forgot that the defective can be more than the entire. Thomas Hardy distance suffering hands Her affection for him was now the breath and life of Tess's being; it enveloped her as a photosphere, irradiated her into forgetfulness of her past sorrows, keeping back the gloomy spectres that would persist in their attempts to touch her—doubt, fear, moodiness, care, shame. She knew that they were waiting like wolves just outside the circumscribing light, but she had long spells of power to keep them in hungry subjection there. Thomas Hardy light long past Bless thy simplicity, Tess Thomas Hardy tess bless simplicity She was but a transient impression, half forgotten. Thomas Hardy impression half forgotten If the story-tellers could ha' got decency and good morals from true stories, who'd have troubled to invent parables? Thomas Hardy parables moral stories you are absolutely the most ethereal, least sensual woman I ever knew to exist without inhuman sexlessness. Thomas Hardy ethereal inhuman sensual Everybody must be managed. Queens must be managed. Kings must be managed, for men want managing almost as much as women, and that's saying a good deal. Thomas Hardy queens kings men Always wanting another man than your own. Thomas Hardy another-man men The beauty or ugliness of a character lay not only in its achievements, but in its aims and impulses; its true history lay, not among things done, but among things willed. Thomas Hardy achievement done character He knelt and bent lower, till her breath warmed his face, and in a moment his cheek was in contact with hers. She was sleeping soundly, and upon her eyelashes there lingered tears. Thomas Hardy eyelashes tears sleep Never in her life – she could swear it from the bottom of her soul – had she ever intended to do wrong; yet these hard judgments had come. Whatever her sins, they were not sins of intention, but of inadvertence, and why should she have been punished so persistently? Thomas Hardy judgment sin soul O, you have torn my life all to pieces... made me be what I prayed you in pity not to make me be again! Thomas Hardy tess-of-the-d-urbervilles pity pieces Nobody had beheld the gravitation of the two into one Thomas Hardy gravitation two Backlock, a poet blind from his birth, could describe visual objects with accuracy; Professor Sanderson, who was also blind, gave excellent lectures on color, and taught others the theory of ideas which they had and he had not. In the social sphere these gifted ones are mostly women; they can watch a world which they never saw, and estimate forces of which they have only heard. We call it intuition. Thomas Hardy intuition color ideas
