Dreaming is the poetry of Life, and we must be forgiven if we indulge in it a little.
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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Justice is a machine that, when some one has once given it the starting push, rolls on of itself.
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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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Public opinion’s always in advance of the law.
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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 sense of form that both had in such high degree prevented much demonstration; but to be with him, do things for him, to admire, and credit him with perfection; and, since she could not exactly wear the same clothes or speak in the same clipped, quiet, decisive voice.
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A man is the sum of his actions, of what he has done, of what he can do, Nothing else.
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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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the biggest tragedy of life is the utter impossibility to change what you have done
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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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Life calls the tune, we dance.
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Idealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.
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Essential characteristics of a gentleman: The will to put himself in the place of others; the horror of forcing others into positions from which he would himself recoil; and the power to do what seems to him to be right without considering what others may say or think.
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Light-heartedness always made Soames suspicious – there was generally some reason for it.
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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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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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