And to be stolen away from ourselves by Art is a momentary relaxation from that itching, a minute’s profound, and as it were secret, enfranchisement.
JOHN GALSWORTHYAnd they who curb prejudice and seek honorably to know and speak the truth are the only builders of a better life.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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Summer summer summer! The soundless footsteps on the grass!
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One’s eyes are what one is, one’s mouth is what one becomes.
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Humanism is the creed of those who believe that in the circle of enwrapping mystery, men’s fates are in their own hands.
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Wealth is a means to an end, not the end itself. As a synonym for health and happiness, it has had a fair trial and failed dismally.
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To dislike the clothes and voices of other men – all this was precious to her beyond everything.
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Come! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
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Early morning does not mince words.
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It is an age of stir and change, a season of new wine and old bottles. Yet, assuredly, in spite of breakages and waste, a wine worth the drinking is all the time being made.
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Love! Beyond measure – beyond death – it nearly kills. But one wouldn’t have been without it.
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It`s always worth while before you do anything to consider whether it`s going to hurt another person more than is absolutely necessary.
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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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I am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.
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We are not living in a private world of our own.
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The building of a house, the writing of a novel, the demolition of a bridge, and, eminently, the finish of a voyage.
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Religion was nearly dead because there was no longer real belief in future life; but something was struggling to take its place – service – social service – the ants creed, the bees creed.
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