And they who curb prejudice and seek honorably to know and speak the truth are the only builders of a better life.
JOHN GALSWORTHYWestminster, was so unobtrusively American that his driver had some hesitation in asking for double his fare. The young man had no hesitation in refusing it.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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He might wish and wish and never get it – the beauty and the loving in the world!
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Love of beauty is really only the sex instinct, which nothing but complete union satisfies.
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I am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.
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One’s eyes are what one is, one’s mouth is what one becomes.
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I drink the wine of aspiration and the drug of illusion. Thus I am never dull.
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It’s not life that counts but the fortitude you bring into it.
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Summer summer summer! The soundless footsteps on the grass!
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There is one rule for politicians all over the world: Don’t say in Power what you say in opposition; if you do, you only have to carry out what the other fellows have found impossible.
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The Forsytes were resentful of something, not individually, but as a family; this resentment expressed itself in an added perfection of raiment, an exuberance of family cordiality, an exaggeration of family importance, and the sniff.
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We are not living in a private world of our own.
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Such was not quite the condition of Timothy’s on the Bayswater Road, for Timothy’s soul still had one foot in Timothy Forsyte’s body, and Smither kept the atmosphere unchanging, of camphor and port wine and house whose windows are only opened to air it twice a day.
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Only love makes fruitful the soul.
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Once admit that we have the right to inflict unnecessary suffering and you destroy the very basis of human society.
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A snowy, moonlit peak, with its single star, soaring up to the passionate blue; or against the flames of sunset, an old yew-tree standing dark guardian of some fiery secret.
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As a man lives and thinks, so he will write.
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