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.
JOHN GALSWORTHYSuch 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.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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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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Once admit that we have the right to inflict unnecessary suffering and you destroy the very basis of human society.
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It’s not life that counts but the fortitude you bring into it.
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Come! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
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The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
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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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I drink the wine of aspiration and the drug of illusion. Thus I am never dull.
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As a man lives and thinks, so he will write.
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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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Under 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.
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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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the biggest tragedy of life is the utter impossibility to change what you have done
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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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Those are the moments that I think are precious to a dog-when, with his adoring soul coming through his eyes, he feels that you are really thinking of him.
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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!
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