Maxioms by Thomas Hardy
War makes rattling good history; but Peace is poor reading.
War makes rattling good history; but Peace is poor reading.
If all hearts were open and all desires known -- as they would be if people showed their souls -- read more
If all hearts were open and all desires known -- as they would be if people showed their souls -- how many gapings, sighings, clenched fists, knotted brows, broad grins, and red eyes should we see in the market-place!
Christmas Eve Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. "Now they are all on their knees," An elder said as read more
Christmas Eve Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. "Now they are all on their knees," An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers in herath side ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures where They dwelt in their strawy pen, Nor did it occur to one of us there To doubt they were kneeling then. So fair a fancy few would weave In these years! yet, I feel If someone said on Christmas Eve, "Come; see the oxen kneel, In the lonely barton by yonder coomb Our childhood used to know," I should go with him in the gloom, Hoping it might be so.
Patience, that blending of moral courage with physical timidity.
Patience, that blending of moral courage with physical timidity.
Man, without religion, is the creature of circumstances.
Man, without religion, is the creature of circumstances.
