Early morning does not mince words.
JOHN GALSWORTHYI drink the wine of aspiration and the drug of illusion. Thus I am never dull.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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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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The young man who, at the end of September, 1924, dismounted from a taxicab in South Square,
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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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The French cook; we open tins.
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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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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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One’s eyes are what one is, one’s mouth is what one becomes.
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If you do not think about the future, you cannot have one.
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I am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.
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The bicycle… has been responsible for more movement in manners and morals than anything since Charles the Second.
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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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Matters change and morals change; men remain.
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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 biggest tragedy of life is the utter impossibility to change what you have done
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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!
JOHN GALSWORTHY