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I am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.

John Galsworthy

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.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Born Flower Hot Hour House Love Night Planet Seed Sprung Sunshine Well Wild
Justice is a machine that, when some one has once given it the starting push, rolls on of itself.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Give Itself Justice Machine Once Push Roll Some Start
I think the greatest thing in the world is to believe in people.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Believe Greatest Person Thing Think World
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.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Beauty Mean One Other Perhaps Person
Take 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.
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Courtship Modern Take
Beginnings are always messy.
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Always Beginning Messy
A faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Become Faith Man Modern Only Possible
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.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

End Itself Mean Wealth
Looking 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 GALSWORTHY

Back Body Long Look Stretch Work
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.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Beneath Calm Careless Flash Hidden Moment Nature Ood Ordinary Passion Reveal Spring Violent
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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Atmosphere Capture Condition Country For Kept People Quote Style Unchanged
The French cook; we open tins.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Cook Country Open Outer
I am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Beautiful Horse Impression Nothing Quite Still Thoroughbred Under
Love has no age, no limit; and no death.
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Age Death Limit Love No
As a man lives and thinks, so he will write.
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Live Man So Think Write
Come! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
JOHN GALSWORTHY

Come Lancem Rst Lay Let Sky Under Wild Windmill

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