When the love-led man had ceased from his labours Bathsheba came and looked him in the face.
‘Gabriel, will you you stay on with me?’ she said, smiling winningly, and not troubling to bring her lips quite together again at the end, because there was going to be another smile soon.
‘I will,’ said Gabriel.
And she smiled on him again.
She seemed to be occupied with of inner chamber of ideas and to have slight need for visible objects.
Bathsheba loved Troy in the way that only self-reliant women do when they abandon their self-reliance. When a strong woman recklessly throws away her strength, she is worse than a weak woman who has never had any strength to throw away.
…he’d seen a man look a fool a good many times, but never such a fool as that bull looked when he found his pious feelings had been played upon…
Now mind, you have a mistress instead of a master. I don’t yet know my powers or my talents in farming; but I shall do my best, and if you serve me well, so shall I serve you. Don’t any unfair ones among you (if there are any such, but I hope not) suppose that because I’m a woman I don’t understand the difference between bad goings-on and good.” (All.)
Let me enjoy the earth no less because the all-enacting light that fashioned forth its loveliness had other aims than my delight.
The 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.
for unfortunately the person most dogged in the belief in a false reputation is always that one, the possessor, who has the best means of knowing that it is not true.
in the month-by-month process of editorial criticism and censorship, Hardy never lost his fierce contempt for all forms of ‘tampering with natural truth