It was still early, and 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.
Nobody had beheld the gravitation of the two into one.
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...
Always wanting another man than your own.
Many of her thoughts were perfect syllogisms; unluckily they always remained thoughts. Only a few were irrational assumptions; but, unfortunately, they were the ones which most frequently grew into deeds.
So do flux and reflux – the rhythm of change – alternate and persist in everything under the sky.
You don’t talk quite like a girl who has had no advantages.
But his dreams were as gigantic as his surroundings were small.
Let me enjoy the earth no less because the all-enacting light that fashioned forth its loveliness had other aims than my delight.
Where we are would be Paradise to me, if you would only make it so.
But nothing is more insidious than the evolution of wishes from mere fancies, and of wants from mere wishes.
You concede nothing to me and I have to concede everything to you.
He wished she knew his impressions, but he would as soon as thought of carrying an odour in a net as of attempting to convey the intangibles of his feeling in the coarse meshes of language. So he remained silent.
If Galileo had said in verse that the world moved, the inquisition might have let him alone.
The offhand decision of some commonplace mind high in office at a critical moment influences the course of events for a hundred years.
Why didn’t you tell me there was danger? Why didn’t you warn me? Ladies know what to guard against, because they read novels that tell them of these tricks; but I never had the chance of discovering in that way; and you did not help me!
Everybody is so talented nowadays that the only people I care to honor as deserving real distinction are those who remain in obscurity.
She was not an existence, an experience, a passion, a structure of sensations, to anybody but herself. To all humankind besides Tess was only a passing thought. Even to friends she was no more than a frequently passing thought.
Women are so strange in their influence that they tempt you to misplaced kindness.
I forgot the defective can be more than the whole.