All Quotes By Tag: Classics

“I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a person could get.”

“The best way to become acquainted with a subject is to write about it. ”

“Why so much grief for me? No man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate. And fate? No one alive has ever escaped it, neither brave man nor coward, I tell you – it’s born with us the day that we are born.”

“Jude leaped out of arm’s reach, and walked along the trackway weeping–not from the pain, though that was keen enough; not from the perception of the flaw in the terrestrial scheme, by which what was good for God’s birds was bad for God’s gardener; but with the awful sense that he had wholly disgraced himself before he had been a year in the parish, and hence might be a burden to his great-aunt for life.”

“It occurred to him that he had not spent his life as he should have done. It occurred to him that his scarcely perceptible attempts to struggle against what was considered good by the most highly placed people, those scarcely noticeable impulses which he had immediately suppressed, might have been the real thing, and all the rest false. And his professional duties and the whole arrangement of his life and of his family, and all his social and official interests, might all have been false.”

“Which of us is happy in this world? Which of us has his desire? or, having it, is satisfied?”

“A man leaves his great house because he’s boredWith life at home, and suddenly returns,Finding himself no happier abroad.He rushes off to his villa driving like mad,You’ld think he’s going to a house on fire,And yawns before he’s put his foot inside,Or falls asleep and seeks oblivion,Or even rushes back to town again.So each man flies from himself (vain hope, becauseIt clings to him the more closely against his will)And hates himself because he is sick in mindAnd does not know the cause of his disease.”

“A great nose may be an indexOf a great soul”

“You may only call me “Mrs. Darcy”… when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy.”

“Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships.”

“…There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad.”

“If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.”