As a man lives and thinks, so he will write.
JOHN GALSWORTHYThe 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.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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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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He might wish and wish and never get it – the beauty and the loving in the world!
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The building of a house, the writing of a novel, the demolition of a bridge, and, eminently, the finish of a voyage.
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Beginnings are always messy.
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Love could never come to full fruition till it was destroyed.
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Take modern courtships! They resulted in the same thing as under George the Second, but took longer to reach it, owing to the motor-cycle and the standing lunch.
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Only love makes fruitful the soul.
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Matters change and morals change; men remain.
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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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Love has no age, no limit; and no death.
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For the first time, as a family, they appeared to have an instinct of being in contact, with some strange and unsafe thing.
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Dawn has power to fertilise the most matter-of-fact vision.
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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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Once admit that we have the right to inflict unnecessary suffering and you destroy the very basis of human society.
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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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