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Justice is a machine that, when some one has once given it the starting push, rolls on of itself.

John Galsworthy

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One’s eyes are what one is, one’s mouth is what one becomes.
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Become Eye Mouth One
See what perils do environ those who meddle with hot iron.
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Environ Hot Iron Meddle Peril See
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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End Itself Mean Wealth
First one, then the other, getting the upper hand, and too seldom fusing till the result has the mellowness of full achievement.
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Achievement Deprive First Fuse Get Hand Melowness One Other Seldom Upper
Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.
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Corpse Dead Deed From Heap Leave Memory Sense So Under Vague
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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Enough Good Love Other People Some Something
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.
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Art Away Enfranchisement Itch Minute Profound Relaxation Secret Stolen
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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Age Change New Nottle Old Season Stir Wine
The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
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Beginning End Human Undertaking Untidy
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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Against Blue Dark Flame Guardian Moomin Passionate Peak Snowy Treemstand
Love is not a hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind.
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Born Flower Hot Hour House Love Night Planet Seed Sprung Sunshine Well Wild
Idealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.
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Direct Distance Idealism Increase One Problem Proportion
Only love makes fruitful the soul.
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Fritful Love Make Only Soul
It 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.
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Become Beyond Dog Muteness Peace Play So Torture Trick Utterly Value Word
There are houses whose souls have passed into the limbo of Time, leaving their bodies in the limbo of London.
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House Limbo Pass Soul Time
Danger so indispensable in bringing out the fundamental quality of any society, group, or individual was what the Forsytes scented; the premonition of danger put a burnish on their armour.
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Armour Burnish Danger Fundamental Indespensible Individual Premotion Quality Scented Society

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