A man is the sum of his actions, of what he has done, of what he can do, Nothing else.
JOHN GALSWORTHYOnly love makes fruitful the soul.
More John Galsworthy Quotes
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A faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.
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Under its influence, wholly or in part, have blossomed weekends, strong nerves, strong legs, strong language… equality of sex, good digestion and professional occupation – in four words, the emanicipation of women.
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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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Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.
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Headlines twice the size of the events.
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I think the greatest thing in the world is to believe in people.
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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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Love could never come to full fruition till it was destroyed.
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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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And they who curb prejudice and seek honorably to know and speak the truth are the only builders of a better life.
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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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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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There are houses whose souls have passed into the limbo of Time, leaving their bodies in the limbo of London.
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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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