Idealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.
JOHN GALSWORTHYIdealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.
JOHN GALSWORTHYReligion 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.
JOHN GALSWORTHYThe talked-about is always the last to hear the talk . . .
JOHN GALSWORTHYAnd they who curb prejudice and seek honorably to know and speak the truth are the only builders of a better life.
JOHN GALSWORTHYWe are not living in a private world of our own.
JOHN GALSWORTHYI drink the wine of aspiration and the drug of illusion. Thus I am never dull.
JOHN GALSWORTHYA faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.
JOHN GALSWORTHYBy the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men’s souls.
JOHN GALSWORTHYIt is the continual, unconscious replacement, however fleeting, of oneself by another; the real cement of human life; the everlasting refreshment and renewal.
JOHN GALSWORTHYLooking 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.
JOHN GALSWORTHYA 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.
JOHN GALSWORTHYSlang is vigorous and apt. Probably most of our vital words were once slang.
JOHN GALSWORTHYTake 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.
JOHN GALSWORTHYFor who would live so petty and unblest That dare not tilt at something ere he die; Rather than, screened by safe majority, Preserve his little life to little end, And never raise a rebel cry!
JOHN GALSWORTHYTo dislike the clothes and voices of other men – all this was precious to her beyond everything.
JOHN GALSWORTHYOne’s eyes are what one is, one’s mouth is what one becomes.
JOHN GALSWORTHY