The law is what it is-a majestic edifice, sheltering all of us, each stone of which rests on another.
JOHN GALSWORTHYFor the first time, as a family, they appeared to have an instinct of being in contact, with some strange and unsafe thing.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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For, what is grievous, dompting, grim, about our lives is that we are shut up within ourselves, with an itch to get outside ourselves.
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Dawn has power to fertilise the most matter-of-fact vision.
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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.
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See what perils do environ those who meddle with hot iron.
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A faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.
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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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One can even tell the nature of one’s readers, by their preference for the work which reveals more of this side than of that.
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The building of a house, the writing of a novel, the demolition of a bridge, and, eminently, the finish of a voyage.
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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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The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
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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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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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Religion was nearly dead because there was no longer real belief in future life; but something was struggling to take its place – service – social service – the ants creed, the bees creed.
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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.
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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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