Thomas Hardy

Patience, that blending of moral courage with physical timidity.

Patience, that blending of moral courage with physical timidity.

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.

Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.

Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.

The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes.

The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes.

Pessimism is, in brief, playing the sure game. You cannot lose at it; you may gain. It is the only read more

Pessimism is, in brief, playing the sure game. You cannot lose at it; you may gain. It is the only view of life in which you can never be disappointed. Having reckoned what to do in the worst possible circumstances, when better arise, as they may, life becomes child's play.