Come! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
JOHN GALSWORTHYAnd they who curb prejudice and seek honorably to know and speak the truth are the only builders of a better life.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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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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By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men’s souls.
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Love could never come to full fruition till it was destroyed.
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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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There are moments when Nature reveals the passion hidden beneath the careless calm of her ordinary moods-violent spring flashing white on almond-blossom through the purple clouds.
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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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It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.
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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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The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
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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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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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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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The Forsytes were resentful of something, not individually, but as a family; this resentment expressed itself in an added perfection of raiment, an exuberance of family cordiality, an exaggeration of family importance, and the sniff.
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Early morning does not mince words.
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