Idealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.
JOHN GALSWORTHYLove! Beyond measure – beyond death – it nearly kills. But one wouldn’t have been without it.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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Dawn has power to fertilise the most matter-of-fact vision.
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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 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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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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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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the biggest tragedy of life is the utter impossibility to change what you have done
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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 French cook; we open tins.
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Only out of stir and change is born new salvation. To deny that is to deny belief in man, to turn our backs on courage!
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He might wish and wish and never get it – the beauty and the loving in the world!
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Honesty of thought and speech and written word is a jewel.
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Beginnings are always messy.
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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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It is the continual, unconscious replacement, however fleeting, of oneself by another; the real cement of human life; the everlasting refreshment and renewal.
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Love could never come to full fruition till it was destroyed.
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