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.
JOHN GALSWORTHYBeauty means this to one person, perhaps, and that to the other. And yet when any one of us has seen or heard or read that which to us is beautiful.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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Come! Let us lay a lance in rest, And tilt at windmills under a wild sky!
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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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If you do not think about the future, you cannot have one.
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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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For, what is grievous, dompting, grim, about our lives is that we are shut up within ourselves, with an itch to get outside ourselves.
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It`s always worth while before you do anything to consider whether it`s going to hurt another person more than is absolutely necessary.
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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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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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Idealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.
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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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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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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!
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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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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 value of a sentiment is the amount of sacrifice you are prepared to make for it.
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