There are houses whose souls have passed into the limbo of Time, leaving their bodies in the limbo of London.
JOHN GALSWORTHYThere are houses whose souls have passed into the limbo of Time, leaving their bodies in the limbo of London.
JOHN GALSWORTHYIt is by muteness that a dog becomes for one so utterly beyond value; with him one is at peace, where words play no torturing tricks.
JOHN GALSWORTHYThe law is what it is-a majestic edifice, sheltering all of us, each stone of which rests on another.
JOHN GALSWORTHYHonesty of thought and speech and written word is a jewel.
JOHN GALSWORTHYEverything we say and do and think has its effect on everything around us.
JOHN GALSWORTHYThere 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.
JOHN GALSWORTHYUnder its influence, wholly or in part, have blossomed weekends, strong nerves, strong legs, strong language… equality of sex, good digestion and professional occupation – in four words, the emanicipation of women.
JOHN GALSWORTHYWe are all familiar with the argument: Make war dreadful enough, and there will be no war. And we none of us believe it.
JOHN GALSWORTHYThe value of a sentiment is the amount of sacrifice you are prepared to make for it.
JOHN GALSWORTHYFor 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 GALSWORTHYLight-heartedness always made Soames suspicious – there was generally some reason for it.
JOHN GALSWORTHYThe talked-about is always the last to hear the talk . . .
JOHN GALSWORTHYCome! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
JOHN GALSWORTHYFor, what is grievous, dompting, grim, about our lives is that we are shut up within ourselves, with an itch to get outside ourselves.
JOHN GALSWORTHYLooking back on the long-stretched-out body of one’s work, it is interesting to mark the endless duel fought within a man between the emotional and critical sides of his nature.
JOHN GALSWORTHYOnly out of stir and change is born new salvation. To deny that is to deny belief in man, to turn our backs on courage!
JOHN GALSWORTHY