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“Being a man not without a frequent consciousness that there was some beauty in this life he led, he stood still after looking at the sky as a useful instrument, and regarded it in an appreciative spirit, as a work of art superlatively beautiful.”
— Mar 14, 2026 07:42AM
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Alanna Thornton
is on page 125 of 433
“the landscape, even to the leanest pasture, being all health and colour.
Every green was young, every pore was open, and every stalk was swollen with crowding currents of juice. God was palpably present in the country, and the devil had gone with the world to town.”
— 10 hours, 14 min ago
Every green was young, every pore was open, and every stalk was swollen with crowding currents of juice. God was palpably present in the country, and the devil had gone with the world to town.”
Alanna Thornton
is on page 118 of 433
I actually agreed with Oak’s “rebuke”
She’s being SO dumb
— 10 hours, 22 min ago
She’s being SO dumb
Alanna Thornton
is on page 111 of 433
“Silence has sometimes a remarkable power of showing itself as the disembodied soul of feeling wandering without its carcase, and it is then more emphatic than speech.”
— Mar 16, 2026 06:55PM
Alanna Thornton
is on page 108 of 433
“The great aids to idealization in love were present here: occasional observation of her from a distance, and the absence of social intercourse with her - visual familiarity, oral strangeness.”
Love it haha
— Mar 16, 2026 06:52PM
Love it haha
Alanna Thornton
is on page 107 of 433
“To whom her face was as the uncertain glory of an April day”
Obsessed with this line
— Mar 16, 2026 06:50PM
Obsessed with this line
Alanna Thornton
is on page 105 of 433
“His equilibrium disturbed, he was in extremity at once.
Boldwood was thus either hot or cold. If an emotion possessed him at all, it ruled him: a feeling not mastering him was entirely latent. Stagnant or rapid it was never slow. He was always hit mortally, or he was missed.”
— Mar 16, 2026 06:46PM
Boldwood was thus either hot or cold. If an emotion possessed him at all, it ruled him: a feeling not mastering him was entirely latent. Stagnant or rapid it was never slow. He was always hit mortally, or he was missed.”
Alanna Thornton
is on page 103 of 433
“Boldwood's blindness to the difference between approving of what circumstance suggests, and originating what it does not, was well matched by Bathsheba's insensibility to the possibly great issues of little beginnings.”
— Mar 16, 2026 06:39PM
Alanna Thornton
is on page 102 of 433
“the disturber of his dreams entered and became visible to him. Adam had awakened from his deep sleep, and behold, there was Eve.' The farmer took courage, and for the first time really looked at her.”
— Mar 16, 2026 06:37PM
Alanna Thornton
is on page 93 of 433
“as big a betrayer as Joey Iscariot himself.”
Well that’s a new one lol
— Mar 16, 2026 06:24PM
Well that’s a new one lol

