Haven't we been punished enough?

Please don't call me a clever girl, Mr Phillotson, there are too many of us these days.

[Sue has just spurned Jude again] Promise me you'll never stop trying.

It's right that I suffer.

They locked me up for being out with you, so I jumped out of the window, climbed over a fence, crossed the deepest river in England and here I am!

You're still Joseph, the dreamer of dreams. And the tragic Don Quixote. Sometimes you are a St. Stephen, who sees Heaven open up, even as they're stoning him.

His world could never change... Until she became his world.

A time without pity. A society without mercy. A love without equal.

It is a difficult question to answer... Whether to follow your dreams... Or to let life lead you where it will.