On Thomas Hardy

The phases of Boldwood's life were ordinary enough, but his was not an ordinary nature. That stillness, which struck casual observers more than anything else in his character and habit, and seemed so precisely like the rest inanition, may have been the perfect balance of enormous antagonistic forces -  positives and negatives in fine adjustment. His equilibrium disturbed, he was in extremity at once. 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.

From 'Far from a madding crowd ' by Thomas Hardy

I would have to admit I've instantly fallen for Thomas Hardy's amazing method of description, on landscape, on time and especially when presenting image of a character.
These powerful lines above from Far from a madding crowd, conjure a perfect description of a character's outlook, and at the same time reveal partially the essence of their characteristics; which is absolutely enchanting and desirable.
The moment your eyes skim through them is the moment they are coerced to divert and return to the same passage once more, just to drink in those beautifully constructed words and let their effect sink in, and one finds themselves fallen into a dreamy state of admiration, contemplating on the wonderful delight of literature and language
One would wonder if there could have been any better way at all to just reproduce the very same impression
yes, it is definitely drug to your mind, arousing, hypnotizing and irresistible
this is exactly how one falls in love with literature, feeling inexplicably touched and inspired by the exquisite treat that language in the name of literature offers

On another note, June has arrived with its dampened air, cloudy sky and rain
Accept from my strange sleeping pattern, of unable to sleep straight and keep waking up every 2-3hrs of sleep @-@, and my body reaction to the seasonal change by acting up with strange allergic symptoms, other things look like they're moving onwards with some prospect, positive or not I have not yet to know. Well, things will reveal their courses in a matter of time

In your late twenties, and especially going through my kind of experiences, you stop romanticizing and fantasizing the prospect of love, relationship and marriage
one start to realize that everything requires certain effort, commitment and devotion to keep everything going on
well, it is not to say that the intervention of what seems like fate and destiny play any less important role, as I still hold some faith in what the wheel of fortune has on hand for that magical click to move forward
but it is to say that without one personal compassion and voluntary involvement in the form of compromising and devotion, it is not easy for things to progress in this period of time when human selfishness is high on the tide

in order to listen and to be listened to right

just that I have this strange mood swing of high and low notes striking every now and then in their known uncontrollable manner

Well, I'd come back for more quote from Thomas Hardy's for appreciation of the literary beauty

patience and modesty are things I need to work on, i guess @.@
somehow this piece fits well with this entry :D

P.S. and for not entirely incomprehensible a reason, the sounds of French and French songs totally captivates me recently, with its strongest gravity up to date