By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men’s souls.
JOHN GALSWORTHYWhen Man evolved Pity, he did a queer thing – deprived himself of the power of living life as it is without wishing it to become something different.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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Public opinion’s always in advance of the law.
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We have known an emotion which is in every case the same in kind, if not in degree; an emotion precious and uplifting.
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Men are in fact, quite unable to control their own inventions; they at best develop adaptability to the new conditions those inventions create.
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We are not living in a private world of our own.
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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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We have to love because we love loving.
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I think the greatest thing in the world is to believe in people.
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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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Love could never come to full fruition till it was destroyed.
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As a man lives and thinks, so he will write.
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A wild plant that, when it blooms by chance within the hedge of our gardens, we call a flower; and when it blooms outside we call a weed; but, flower or weed, whose scent and colour are always, wild!
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It is the continual, unconscious replacement, however fleeting, of oneself by another; the real cement of human life; the everlasting refreshment and renewal.
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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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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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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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