Society is built on marriage … marriage and its consequences.
JOHN GALSWORTHYDreaming is the poetry of Life, and we must be forgiven if we indulge in it a little.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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Once admit that we have the right to inflict unnecessary suffering and you destroy the very basis of human society.
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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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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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See what perils do environ those who meddle with hot iron.
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Art is the one form of human energy in the whole world, which really works for union, and destroys the barriers between man and man.
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Slang is vigorous and apt. Probably most of our vital words were once slang.
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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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The young man who, at the end of September, 1924, dismounted from a taxicab in South Square,
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We are all familiar with the argument: Make war dreadful enough, and there will be no war. And we none of us believe it.
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A faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.
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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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Honesty of thought and speech and written word is a jewel.
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A snowy, moonlit peak, with its single star, soaring up to the passionate blue; or against the flames of sunset, an old yew-tree standing dark guardian of some fiery secret.
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Danger so indispensable in bringing out the fundamental quality of any society, group, or individual was what the Forsytes scented; the premonition of danger put a burnish on their armour.
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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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