It isnot good enough tospend time and ink indescribing the penultimate sensations and physical movements of people getting into a state of rut, we all know them so well.
JOHN GALSWORTHYTake 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.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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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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To dislike the clothes and voices of other men – all this was precious to her beyond everything.
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Westminster, was so unobtrusively American that his driver had some hesitation in asking for double his fare. The young man had no hesitation in refusing it.
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There is one rule for politicians all over the world: Don’t say in Power what you say in opposition; if you do, you only have to carry out what the other fellows have found impossible.
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It’s not life that counts but the fortitude you bring into it.
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Love could never come to full fruition till it was destroyed.
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Only out of stir and change is born new salvation. To deny that is to deny belief in man, to turn our backs on courage!
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Come! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
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And they who curb prejudice and seek honorably to know and speak the truth are the only builders of a better life.
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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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There 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.
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Matters change and morals change; men remain.
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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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Love of beauty is really only the sex instinct, which nothing but complete union satisfies.
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When 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.
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