Describing the aged maltster in Far from the Madding Crowd Indeed, he seemed to approach the grave as a hyperbolic curve approaches a straight line less directly as he got nearer, till it was doubtful if he would ever reach it at all.
Quotes about madding (4 Quotes)
Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
She knew her distance and did angle for me, Madding my eagerness with her restraint, As all impediments on fancy's course Are motives of more fancy and in fine, her infinite cunning, with her modern grace Subdued me to her rate
Arms on armour clashing bray'd Horrible discord, and the madding wheels Of brazen chariots rag'd dire was the noise Of conflict.