Ethelberta breathed a sort of exclamation, not right out, but stealthily, like a parsons damn. – Thomas Hardy
The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes. – Thomas Hardy
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. – Thomas Hardy
I am the family face; flesh perishes, I live on, projecting trait and trace through time to times anon, and leaping from place to place over oblivion. – Thomas Hardy