For who would live so petty and unblest That dare not tilt at something ere he die; Rather than, screened by safe majority, Preserve his little life to little end, And never raise a rebel cry!
JOHN GALSWORTHYFirst one, then the other, getting the upper hand, and too seldom fusing till the result has the mellowness of full achievement.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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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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For the first time, as a family, they appeared to have an instinct of being in contact, with some strange and unsafe thing.
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There are moments when Nature reveals the passion hidden beneath the careless calm of her ordinary moods-violent spring flashing white on almond-blossom through the purple clouds.
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Light-heartedness always made Soames suspicious – there was generally some reason for it.
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One can even tell the nature of one’s readers, by their preference for the work which reveals more of this side than of that.
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Beauty means this to one person, perhaps, and that to the other. And yet when any one of us has seen or heard or read that which to us is beautiful.
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The talked-about is always the last to hear the talk . . .
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Love! Beyond measure – beyond death – it nearly kills. But one wouldn’t have been without it.
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Slang is vigorous and apt. Probably most of our vital words were once slang.
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It isn’t enough to love people because they’re good to you, or because in some way or other you’re going to get something by it.
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It isnot good enough tospend time and ink indescribing the penultimate sensations and physical movements of people getting into a state of rut, we all know them so well.
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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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I am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.
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He was afflicted by the thought that where Beauty was, nothing ever ran quite straight, which no doubt, was why so many people looked on it as immoral.
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Love of beauty is really only the sex instinct, which nothing but complete union satisfies.
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