Only love makes fruitful the soul.
JOHN GALSWORTHYDanger 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.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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One’s eyes are what one is, one’s mouth is what one becomes.
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Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.
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I think the greatest thing in the world is to believe in people.
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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.
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Beginnings are always messy.
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There are houses whose souls have passed into the limbo of Time, leaving their bodies in the limbo of London.
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It’s not life that counts but the fortitude you bring into it.
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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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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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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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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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And to be stolen away from ourselves by Art is a momentary relaxation from that itching, a minute’s profound, and as it were secret, enfranchisement.
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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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The value of a sentiment is the amount of sacrifice you are prepared to make for it.
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Matters change and morals change; men remain.
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