Only love makes fruitful the soul.
JOHN GALSWORTHYReligion 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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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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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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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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A man is the sum of his actions, of what he has done, of what he can do, Nothing else.
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See what perils do environ those who meddle with hot iron.
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Honesty of thought and speech and written word is a jewel.
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By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men’s souls.
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Light-heartedness always made Soames suspicious – there was generally some reason for it.
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Love! Beyond measure – beyond death – it nearly kills. But one wouldn’t have been without it.
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Take modern courtships! They resulted in the same thing as under George the Second, but took longer to reach it, owing to the motor-cycle and the standing lunch.
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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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For, what is grievous, dompting, grim, about our lives is that we are shut up within ourselves, with an itch to get outside ourselves.
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One’s eyes are what one is, one’s mouth is what one becomes.
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Idealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.
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Life calls the tune, we dance.
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